For that early-morning chill that creeps up your coat sleeves. For leaves in colours that would make an artist envy their shades. For the first spiced latte. For dull puddles collecting on the sidewalk as you try to stay dry. For sweaters that reach your fingertips. For pumpkin patches appearing down every rural street. For skies the colour of slate. For an indescribable smell in the air as the sun sets.

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