James happened to be passing through Helsinki during the winter solstice. Forget a midnight glimmer of blue in the sky. How about a noon sun that's barely made it over a four-story building? At the airport, the sun gave way to clouds that then brought snow. A fitting winter solstice.
A leftover dusting.
And then a fresh supply of snow.
A leftover dusting.
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And then a fresh supply of snow.
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