An empty rink. It's supposed to have ice in it. There are supposed to be happy children skating around it, not going inside until they can't feel their toes. There is supposed to be a dad or mum out every night making a new layer of ice, cursing the decision to make this backyard ice rink (this one's actually in the front yard).
But not only is there no snow, it's not even cold enough to freeze water.
A very sad thing indeed.
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