Where art thou? Don't you usually make a dramatic appearance by now? Do you know how long I've dreamed of winter in New York, with the streets magically decked out in Christmas lights and snow? The perfect picture in my head is not what is before me. Seriously, you not being here is getting old. Can you get a move on?
Sincerely,
Impatiently waiting for your arrival
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