
I was looking for these:

...but beggars can't be choosers. I picked up two of those spiral ones and went on my way.
I watched the snow bulldozers pushing snow around. There were yellow flashing lights everywhere. I couldn't help but think of those two poor souls who got run over by them. That's a horrible way to go.
A streetlight burned out as I was walking home. I wasn't afraid of the dark though, the moonlight was enough for me.
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