December 30, 2013. Upon leaving work, I found myself walking through a persistent snow shower that collected on my face and whiskers, adding to the frozen condensation from my breath which resulted in icicles I had to pull out of, or break off from, my beard and mustache. As slick and slushy as the sidewalks and streets were, I was glad to not be on my bike. This fellow, however, stuck with the two-wheeled transportation, although he looked a bit on edge.
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