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Winter in Tokyo passed for me almost unnoticed. I miraculously managed without warmed shoes and down jackets. For the Japanese, this is the cold season, although it is not always obvious from them: on the streets there were people in the corners, all wrapped-rewound, and individuals who preferred ballet shoes or rubber slippers to their feet. Pupils here generally all winter with bare feet walk.
The coldest, as well as last year, for me was February. The cold of this month is such that it picks up to the bone. You seem to come out - the sun, even the wind is almost gone, but you walk a little, and the tooth does not hit the tooth.