The crying sun of Boston
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The crying sun of Boston
I rolled out of bed to the same grey landscape that seems to appear every day in Febraury.
I rode my bike through the damp streets illuminated by the crying sun, as I approached the Alwife Red Line.
I reached for my Charlie Card and swiped it through the turnstile to my first destination of Beacon Hill.
I rushed down the brick sidewalks to a Beacon Hill real estate office to pick up the keys for my Boston condo for sale showing
I crossed the Boston Public Garden, I made my appointment on Boylston Street with five minutes to spare.
The sun stopped crying.
