Down and Out

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  1. Pat

    Such a contrast as I look out my window at this moment. It’s 8 below zero, there are at least 50 birds having breakfast, 3 and a half feet of snow, the flowing pond covered with ice, if I stood on the road and screamed at the top of my lungs, not a soul would hear me.

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