I know what you’re thinking: there is no “winter” in Miami. And yes, I admit, you’re kind of right, partially at least. If you’re comparing our mildly cool weather to say, that of New York, then our sad little excuse for winter is precisely that, laughably nonexistent. But here in Miami, land of the Tropics, anything below 72 degrees is cold. I kid you not if it’s 71.99 degrees out, we Miami locals will break out whatever jacket and boots we own. I hear you laughing over there in the North East-rightly so.
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