It hadn't snowed in over a month and I really began to miss the white flakes that I use to find so complicating to my life. I would watch the weather channel anxiously waiting to see when the next snowfall would come. It took a month, but when the sky finally decided to open up it was an absolutely beautiful storm. These photographs were a trip through the city on the Blue and Brown lines of the El. I ended up on the northside off of Irving Park Ave.
On a packed train, a man finds his escape by reading a book while being only inches from snow.
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