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More Snow Coming From West Carolina
Side streets, avenues and boulevards seem fortifications of past civil wars with piles of ice glistening, and the grime and dirt from passing cars splash them with slime.. The meteorologist from Eyewitness News grins as he tracks down the January storm predicting no pleasant, sunny weather or break in clouds tomorrow night; more snow from West Carolina will arrive to New York Harbor after midnight, then it will change to ice, rain and sleet....I'll drink plenty of coffee to keep me warm! So worried, I called my pretty niece who's traveling up North, I told her to drive safely and stop at a gas station to check her tires, but Claudio will soothe her blues as he hums many happy rhymes, and lots of stories he will tell me having seen the kids of the South. Wednesday I will go back to work, having plenty of time to sleep... to do as I will, but staring at a blackened snow at every curb, I can't bear the thought that spring is months away and my Ford is parked between cars that haven't been moved since last week. I'm waiting without thrill more snow from West Carolina, praying for everyone's safety as they cross another borderline... If I were a kid, I'd build the funniest snowman on my block, and happily go around it twenty times as a quacking duck!
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