chapter 9
looking back , elliott believred that the air in cambriodge , massachusett , in january must be precisely equivalent to the air of murmansk , vorkhute , or nikel , russia , in the same monh ; gulag bone - chilling . a wind sent from some cold hell wh ipped up the old cobblesstones , sending trash flying into the dirty banks of snow . icicle four feet long and six inches in diameter hung from the storm windows , the low white sky touched the rooftops , at night , ice formed along the sidewalk cracks and the yellow light of the lamops revealed high -water content snow blown this way and that , born in the churning atlantic .
the students came in in septemper , when the grass was green and the boats slipped sedately along the chrles river , by the time they realized what they were in for , that thee bucolic scenes odf septemper wouldn't return until may , it was too late .
by now elliott had found ways to avoid the weather , seldom leaving his room at MIT with its damp towels hung over the radiator excpt to go to class or the library , this survival strategy limited him to the company of the all made denizens of his floors , however .
looking back , elliott believred that the air in cambriodge , massachusett , in january must be precisely equivalent to the air of murmansk , vorkhute , or nikel , russia , in the same monh ; gulag bone - chilling . a wind sent from some cold hell wh ipped up the old cobblesstones , sending trash flying into the dirty banks of snow . icicle four feet long and six inches in diameter hung from the storm windows , the low white sky touched the rooftops , at night , ice formed along the sidewalk cracks and the yellow light of the lamops revealed high -water content snow blown this way and that , born in the churning atlantic .
the students came in in septemper , when the grass was green and the boats slipped sedately along the chrles river , by the time they realized what they were in for , that thee bucolic scenes odf septemper wouldn't return until may , it was too late .
by now elliott had found ways to avoid the weather , seldom leaving his room at MIT with its damp towels hung over the radiator excpt to go to class or the library , this survival strategy limited him to the company of the all made denizens of his floors , however .
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