It's so cool (literally) and surreal to see the snow at the end of Snow Days. It just lingers in the street as if it is a natural thing here in Coconut Grove. It turns the one section of the town into a little northern-looking village. Here are two sides of Fuller Street at the end of Sunday's Snow Day.
I wonder if any of the patrons at Barracuda may have had a bit too much and stumbled out into the snow, thinking they were in a Jimmy Stewart movie or something.
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