“To stay in places and to leave, to trust, to distrust, to no longer believe and believe again, . . . to watch the snow come, to watch it go, to hear rain on a tent, to know where I can find what I want.”

                                           (Ernest Hemingway)

     Snow might mean many different things to many different people according to their life experience. Snow can have different colours, different textures and in the end it can create different addictions…

     Even though global climate change might win the battle and melt the snow that we are used to seeing every winter, it’s memory will continue to live through the ones that experienced the times of white winters. And their duty is to pass it forward to the ones that follow as stories, legends and states of mind.

      In solidarity with the Snow we accept it’s moods and maddness, it’s coming and going, it’s different colours, it’s coldness and most of all it’s revolutionary spirit!

 Note: The lack of snow this year inspired a few of the plotki writiers to produce this mini-updated rumours on snow…
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