
First Light
The Thaw
The long Duluth winter finally breaks. That first morning you leave the heavy coat at home. Not warm yet, but something's shifted.

He'd worn the overcoat since November. Five months. The lighter jacket felt like a small act of faith.

Layers that let you breathe. Textures that move with the day — cool mornings, warmer afternoons, and the walk home at dusk.
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