—- the previous night’s soft snowfall turned into that gray smuge black icewater slosh that just ruins shoes and kills all hopes of dry feet. but each step which brought me closer to dim sum in the bloody angle (doyers street) was well worth the salt-chemistry crust post-dryout. nothing gets in between a tasty bevvy of delectables and my mouth, winter weather or no. —-

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the previous night’s soft snowfall turned into that gray smuge black icewater slosh that just ruins shoes and kills all hopes of dry feet.

but each step which brought me closer to dim sum in the bloody angle (doyers street) was well worth the salt-chemistry crust post-dryout.

nothing gets in between a tasty bevvy of delectables and my mouth, winter weather or no.

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