"Man do I have my work cut out for me today." He'd say under his breath as a cold wind passed by causing him to have a slight shiver. He hated the cold, and even more so when summer was suppose to be here. He liked it when the sun shone bright and the days were hot. It always made him feel more energetic, not like now, when he was cold.
Shaking those thoughts from his he'd continue to walk down the streets looking for people to interview and get more ideas for what should be in the first new issue of the Communacation, if the Division ever gets a chance to print it.