Seen on the Red Line to 95th at about 12:30 p.m.
It's snowing in April, and Georg is pleased. He decided to move to Chicago in the first place precisely because the winters are so cold. Fall typically ends quickly, and spring starts late. Recently, however, something has been bothering him: nobody in Chicago appreciates the frosty weather. They long for the sticky, humid summers. “Don't visit now,” they say to their old friends. “You'll hate it here. Come in July or August, when it's warm. It's a beautiful city when it's warm.”
Georg has been thinking about moving to Germany. He heard that the people there thrive in the cold, especially those who live in the mountains. Their footsteps are heavy like the snow, and the wind is etched into their faces.