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... > The next day, January 6.
In the early morning, fine snow like willow catkins fluttered down, melting into water the moment it touched the ground, bringing only bone-chilling cold but no captivating snowscape.
Those clad in cotton-padded jackets and down coats hurried through the snow. The road, slippery from melted snow, caused many to fall, but passersby indifferently sidestepped and continued on their way.
Very Japanese.
These office workers might seem pitiful ...
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