Boston. 2009.
I went to visit my friend Lydia in Boston last January. Turned out my cousin lived just a mile away, so I walked over for brunch, the morning after a big snow. Beautiful walk, beautiful snow. It was still and calm but only because snow collects and holds sounds. If I looked around, there was actually quite a bit of activity. But still, it seemed so quiet.
I stopped at a bakery on the way home and took pictures of their bread.
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