You are holding a snow globe...
...what do you see inside?
Dear You,
I can’t lie, I love snow globes. I love their self-contained little worlds, their perfect, impermeable bubbles.
Skaters on ponds, tobogganers on slopes, carol singers in the snow — all encased in a frosty, flawless realm. And should you turn the key to start a whirling blizzard, nothing inside will be disturbed. Because in the wo…
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