It is morning. The snow won’t stop till evening. My son Tony tells me he will do some shoveling today since he doesn’t have school to attend. Of course, he won’t start shoveling till the snowing stops which may be around dinner time.
I may take an early stab at the shoveling so as to clear the sidewalks.
Just now, I see Dreadlock Man, Brandon’s most well-known homeless person trudging down the street in front of my Mother’s house. Where did he spend the evening? I wonder.
*Tony, to his credit, did do some shoveling in the day.

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