So when i stepped outside of the black hawk hanger at about quarter after three this morning, i took a big breath in though my nose, and it burned, one of those refreshing stinging cold burns, it was then that i knew it was winter in new hampshire, and i am really not ready for this, winter is bad enough during the day, but when you work at night
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does this mean your only friend is a garden gnome now?
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