Bundled up in several layers of clothes, or standing in the cold with just a sweater, nothing compares to the beauty and serenity of a winter night. ...
Warm steam coming from the mouth with every breath, dissolving into the cold air, cold air that fills your lungs, your entire being with a feeling of purity and renewal; cleansing the body and the soul in that one rush of winter air. ... There is always peace in the winter time, and people walking in the smooth lunar light throughout the night. A small group of teenagers going down small hills on garbage can lids, still awake, late into the night, pushing each other off their make-shift sleds, laughing and yelling in the snowy light of the full moon.
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