Yeah, I know. The thermometer is shooting for the moon and the humidity makes each stride forward seem more like a breaststroke.
So why am I writing about snow? Well, I have to cool down somehow.
Yeah, I know. The thermometer is shooting for the moon and the humidity makes each stride forward seem more like a breaststroke.
So why am I writing about snow? Well, I have to cool down somehow.
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