A cold evening in Denver (Dec 17, 1996).
We recently had a bitter cold streak here in Colorado. A week with the
temperatures staying below freezing and a few days with the mercury
never topping zero. An evening trip into Denver brought scenes of car
crashes and the desperately cold homeless.
Winter in America
BANG!
A crash occurs.
Skid marks trail across a sheet of ice and snow.
This wreck is no one's fault, though the police will prove otherwise.
Some scars. Maybe inhumane damage to an insurance policy.
A big dinner for some body man.
Frost forms on his beard and snow sticks to her sweater.
He stands over a steam grate. She huddles in the cruiser's headlights.
A brief moment nearly frozen in time.
moan...
A crash occurs.
Needle marks blurred under a sheet of ice and snow.
This wreck is no one's fault, though the police will prove otherwise.
Some scars, maybe inhumane damage to a once innocent soul.
No big dinner for somebody.
Frost forms on his beard and snow sticks to her sweater.
He stands over a steam grate. She huddles in the cruiser's headlights.
A brief moment. Nearly frozen in time.
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