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| Sweet pecker holes! |
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| Slide it while you still can |
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| Ouch |
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| Slushhh |
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| Needly crystals |
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| Frosty NDG |
It felt good to trudge around in the snow. It sure did. I'm no environmental determinist, but I think real winters help imbue a people with some grit to their character, how can they not? Wow, I must have a fever or some shit, to be rambling suchly. I ended up in King George Park yesterday, and I shoulda brought my sled, because 'they' hadn't put up the ridiculous fences that slice up the hill yet, preventing sledders from going more than 20 feet at a time. When I was a kid, you could go from the tennis courts all the way down to Cote St Antoine, I tells ya. Who's with me? Occupy King George Park!
I've got tons more Nyawk stuff to put up, but I can't be arsed.
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