it's been a while since i experienced january in montreal. once the windchill hits its negative double digits, and most who are able have gotten the hell out of town, what remains is insular, unique, chill, and inspiring. a time for movies, books, dinners, drinking binges and odd rock shows. a time to hole up and for chrissakes make something, learn something, be something. only way through it is just to do it.
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