The cold winter air rushed hard against my face and a cool chill ran down my spine. The light snow drifted down from the heavens, entering and exiting from view of the little light that trickled into the dark, deserted alley like so many falling stars suddenly gaining brilliance then wandering back into black oblivion.
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