Wool sweaters, apple cider, carmel-mocha frozen coffee, Jeep Wranglers, puppy kisses, warm sunshine, star-y nights. 


The street lights go off as the new day begins and the city starts to wake. The magical hour between dawn and morning, the fog in the air and the dew on the grass. The slow hum of traffic and the cool breeze that signify the joy of a new day.

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