Unexpected Weather A cold snap, a snowstorm. Snow bomb followed by strong winds, Feet sink deeply into the snow.

Early in the morning, I caught a cab. An elderly man who looked like a bus terminal worker greeted me.

“It’s cold, isn’t it? After shoveling snow, I’m sweating. His broad shoulders and white smile are brighter than the snow.”

Even in the biting cold, with snow bomb blasts and freezing temperatures, sweating is inevitable. It’s a testament to hard work clearing the snow. If you huddle up, you’ll feel even colder. But head outside, shovel some snow, and not only will your shoulders straighten up, but you might also find a genuine smile spreading across your face.

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