It snowed in Eugene today--the flakes fluttering like confetti pieces from a busted pinata, blown into my face and eyes by the cutting wind, wind so cold it froze my fists even as they pump in front of me, and turned my heaving breath into smoke. My core felt warm and the contrast was so beautiful that I cried...two fat tears that froze into two
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Um ... glad to see you haven't.
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