On an impressive even-by-Chicago-standards-cold night, where the temps dropped from 49 to 2 between 2 and 9 tonight, with the super bonus of crazy winds and snow, about the only thing that could get me out was a reading of Robert Walser by a good friend. I went, it was great, and I decided that Walser is always worth it, a sentiment I'd like to think I'll carry to my grave.
On an impressive even-by-Chicago-standards-cold night, where the temps dropped from 49 to 2 between 2 and 9 tonight, with the super bonus of crazy winds and snow, about the only thing that could get me out was a reading of Robert Walser by a good friend. I went, it was great, and I decided that Walser is always worth it, a sentiment I'd like to think I'll carry to my grave.
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