Don't get me wrong. I am entirely appreciative of April showers - they bring those May flowers, they've got that puddle-jumping, yellow galoshes, flowery-umbrella charm to them. But March rain is just dreary. And when you're stuck in an office building with nothing to look at but a blank screen and a sea of black umbrellas below (even the taxi cabs
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