...and I do. I'm not talking about a cheap, blackened lung kind of burning, I'm talking about adrenaline-pumping-last-hurrah-of-summer-lighting-off-fireworks-into-the-sewer-then-driving-up-a-mountain-just-to-light-a-decent-bonfire kind of burning. Ah, fire. But sometimes it really mocks me... like today, when I found out that I can't go summit
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