Well, not a straight up cliche. I mean I didn’t serve up two shadows of people holding hands or some kind of a sad railroad track or something so banal.

But I guess I need swerve towards something a bit cliche with this one. This guy just quietly getting a haircut with that giant hill of snow on the ground. It was during my nightly constitutional around the block to get out of the house during this latest snow emergency. Actually, I quite like these: