Everwinter City

As you turn a corner on the Internet, a whirl of snowflakes greets you. It’s a cold November night; lampposts cast the streets and old buildings in a warm, golden glow. People and cars pass around you; occasionally, you hear jazz and clattering plates from restaurants and cafes, and cars’ honks echo through the city. Some kids are having a snowball fight.

English ⚾️ | Lingua latina 🌿 | Русский πŸͺ† (T.B.A.)


Personal

❄ About me
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❄ Neighboring cities

Literature

❄ Book reviews
❄ Classic literature advice
❄ Bookbug
❄ Favorite words
T.B.A.: Annotated poems

Language

❄ Writing prompts
❄ Ones I am learning
❄ Tips

Music

❄ Piano dream repertory
T.B.A.: Performances

Miscellany

❄ Shrines
❄ Graphic repository
❄ Guestbook
❄ Links
❄ Leaving social media

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