Nature has a sense of humour and knows
how to play with paradoxes.
I have always liked snow. Living
in a plain place in Italy, remarkable snowfalls (i.e. to be able to make
snowballs and play with friends) have been quite rare as far as I remember,
maybe a couple every ten years or so.
I moved from the supposed-to-be land
of the sun to the supposed-to-be land of the snow, and now my Italian hometown is
totally covered in white, whereas in Vancouver we have clear sky and even
cleaner streets, with some snow only on the top of the mountains.
Were they not talking about global
warming?
Can you spot the difference?
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