..my former NY (Recovering Yankee to some!) blood has thinned to a mere shadow of itself..i use to welcome 40degree weather like it was a revelation..and snowfall was a right of passage after the changing of the leaves. Instead of having an eggnog by the fireplace listening to...whoever..sing Holiday songs we have all heard a thousand times before, I now prefer to sip my Vodka at the beach on Xmas morning. The AC is running as I type, roo(k)
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