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Every downstairs window had fogged up on the outside, quickly. I learned why the moment I stepped outside. Still raining, the suddenly warm, wet air felt thick ...
Every downstairs window had fogged up on the outside, quickly. I learned why the moment I stepped outside. Still raining, the suddenly warm, wet air felt thick ...
I marched off into the woods after a busy day. Everywhere I had been, people gleefully talked about the coming of spring. “Good riddance, winter” wa...