In the bleakness of November all one has to do is turn their face up into the sky, close their eyes, and let the wind take you to the edge of ecstacy... That is why I hate the summer... That is why I will someday go to South Georgia Island... Svalbard, the Faroes, Iceland... I am like a furnace that is set higher than lormal, who likes to have a fan going on even now, late at night in the cool of the fall...
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