Boston Snowblogging III

I walked Commonwealth Mall for a couple blocks, then down Clarendon to Boylston Street, which was much busier than Newbury, which was a ghost town. Maybe that's always the case.  I don't know; we don't get out much on Saturday nights.  Dunkin' Donuts at Boylston and Exeter was open, but empty.  Starbucks on the same block was crowded.  Maybe it's the plush chairs.  Maybe it's the Wi-Fi.  I went there.

Inside, I found the camera a source of some attention as the pretty girl behind the counter was impressed that I was out just taking pictures.  She looked like an artist, and probably thought I was too; I did nothing to disabuse her.  We artists let people make up their own minds.  She suggested I get some gloves with removable finger tips.  I think that's a good idea.

This cruiser was empty.  And, no, the cop wasn't in the donut shop.  I checked.