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Tuesday, March 5, 2002 |
This morning as I walked out the door to get to work, there was snow, snow, snow. The snow blew straight into my face, making it impossible to look ahead, forcing me to walk squinting at my own feet. It's hard to see how deep the snow is in front of you when you're walking like that. No really, it is. Just take my word for it.
6:35:15 PM
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© Copyright 2002 Filip Salomonsson.
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