[The picture shakes and blurs a little as the camera is set on a windowsill, pointing out at... well, nothing in particular. Just the falling snow. And once it settles into place, he starts to speak.]
I do, too. Frolic architecture, [he repeats, musing on the taste of the words, the pacing. This, he thinks, is a very nice way to be on a day like this.]
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