On the TV, they wear heavy coats and slide in the ice and snow. The scenery is white and gray and cold. And somehow surreal. The steep slopes, denuded trees, look like home. Like winter. We sit on the living room sofa, too hot in our shorts and t-shirts, and give thanks for Summer!
The Australian announcers say the snow is too soft, and we know why it melts. We are melting ourselves.
Who decided which month would hold the winter Olympics? Some Northern-centric International Olympic Committee.
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