The sun rose on the morning after a night before. The sun rose into the February sky burning through the seasonal grip on Cambridge. For the first time in months the sun's warmth could be felt on my back and it was glorious. Like a hibernating animal, awaking in the spring ready to play after a long cold sleep. I like to look on such a familiar place with new eyes, revealing what has always been there made me into a tourist for the day. So there I was, standing on Jesus Green, sun high in the sky, enticing people from all walks of life into the great outdoors. The repressed energy of a winter manifested itself in the people and activities. As I walked through the city, I couldnt help but smile at everyone who
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