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Friday, February 4, 2011
Winter Morning
Yesterday morning. Thirteen Degrees. Clear Skies. No hope of Spring anytime soon.
When will it end?!?
Ice on the river. Ice on the trees.
It kinda purty if ya ferget it's friggin freezing.
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