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We had a lovely run of 20-degree days, and I was like "Winter coat, I cast thee off! To Hell with ye damnable mittens and socks! Clogs and sneaker and other shoes of impratical natures come forth and rejoice with me for the snows are receding and the world is ours!"

Then lo, winter returned with all its butterscotchy and semi-turgid fury. O' Winter, thy name is Steph.


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