It's so deep you don't know where you are. You, literally, have to carve out a life for yourself. It's monolithic. It's waking up on the wrong planet.The cold puts the cry in cryogenic. The icicles are absurd. Sky daggers, roof tears. Be careful where you stop to check your mail.
Driving is insane. Compacted walls around minimal ribbons. You're lucky to get from A to B. The snow is so deep you can't see your knee in front of your face.
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