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It's supposed to hit us tonight... and as usual, that means either "shut down the city" or "balmy spring day 'cause it missed us".
I'll let you know what happens in the morning. In the meantime, Robert, pull up a chair in the cafe next to the roaring fireplace...
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Two-Star General, Spelling Soldiers
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Give 'em a hug one more time. It might be the last.
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