The channel between Muskegon Lake and the big water skims over at its edges long before the streets give up, and that is the signal here. This is snow removal for Muskegon and the neighborhoods around it, worked in the dark hours when the plow has the road to itself. A drive opened before the coffee is poured is a small mercy, and it is the entire point of the job. Blades come off the concrete clean, corners get squared, and salt goes down where shade keeps the ice honest. By the time first light finds the pierhead, the day is already possible.