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We're due for a sleet/snow mix all day, too; I can hear it tinkling against the windows as I type. I hate driving in freezing conditions. Snow I can handle; ice makes me very nervous!
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No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned—Pete Townshend
A beach is a place where a man can feel / he's the only soul in the world that's real—The Who, Bell Boy
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