It was cold, cold, cold, and I kept trying to get into a patch of sunlight as I walked to the bus stop, but it was too early and the sidewalk was all building shadows. I shivered and waited and then right before the bus came the sun crested the building across the street and I was suddenly warm and full of light, and I remembered that the corona of the sun is hotter than its surface, and the world felt bright and magical again.
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