Freezing winter night I can't stand my hat, hair static, please can I cut my hair again? (end of parentheses) little pine tree, potted, is in the window, baubles clinking, angels frozen singing

A jazz trio is playing a Christmas three man jam to the night. One young boy, in a bright blue turquoise ski anorak gives them a standing ovation.
beautiful! Pure poetry!
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thank you Paul!
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