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I went outside, looked up at the sky, across the carparks, and it was floaty snow I saw, catching the breeze, in all different directions, falling slowly and delicately. When it landed on my black jumper, I could see patterns, snowflakes, proper snowflakes, not just tiny bits of ice. The security guy asked me if I was okay. I really wanted to stay out there longer, amongst the pretty little cold bits of the sky. I want lunchtime to hurry up, so that I can explore the weather more.

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