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I love mornings like these; the subtle promise of the bitter cold to come, met by the tenacity and warmth of the autumn sun. It almost makes me want to go out and do something great… Almost.
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Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 10:14 PM UTC
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I love mornings like these; the subtle promise of the bitter cold to come, met by the tenacity and warmth of the autumn sun. It almost makes me want to go out and do something great… Almost.
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Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 10:14 PM UTC
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