Winter 2012 in NYC has been pretty anti-climatic. It's snowed once and I've only had to bust out the sleeping bag jacket twice. For a city that never sleeps, I've noticed that my neighborhood is pretty dead at 10:30am on the weekends. Not complaining though. The city looks really pretty under a blanket of snow.
Sadly my walk back a few hours later was not as picturesque: dirty snow, large puddles and chunks of ice just waiting to break your back.
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