COOLER HEADS PREVAIL
During a blizzard is the perfect time. The streets are mostly empty and even the few passing motorists are so focussed at getting where they need to be that they will barely notice your presence. Yes, a blizzard, especially at night, is full of opportunity for a person like me.
The hard part is finding the right moment. Sometimes it is difficult to find anyone at all on a night like this. When you see them, they are usually hunched down, hands buried deep in pockets, eyes on their feet tracing every bitterly delicate step.
You can almost sense the desperation in the air. You can tell that people would be happiest curled up in front of a fire, or even the television, than out in this blustery mess.
When you finally do cross paths with a fellow wanderer, it is almost like fate itself has thrown you together. The elation of the moment can be overwhelming at times and you need to keep a cool head. Ironic I'm a sense. You also need to make sure your hands are warm enough to perform the task at hand. The last thing you want it to blunder the moment due to frozen extremities.
When the moment is right, you know it. No cars creeping up, no snow hawkers at a parted shade, no interruptions. It is just you and them, two intrepid souls in the impenetrable gloom. You approach, slowly, sometimes making it gradual over a number of blocks and when the time is right, you strike. Make it quick, make it definitive, and when you are through, make your retreat.
The storm will erase your presence and with a cool head, you will prevail. At least that's how it works for me. On nights like this, frostbite is the least of your concerns.
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