Mar 07, 2005 18:40
The eastern seabord of the United States. Miserable, dreadful, depressing winters. Six months of praying to a deaf God for a moment of warmth. But then, like magic, the sun is upon us, and it's Spring again. The flowers in bloom. Birds, bees, heat and love is in the air, but for a handful of hoodlums, there are different plans.
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