I climbed Mt Everest…uh I mean Mt Everts

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times, and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!

More snow is coming.

The local street gang is hanging out on street corners tonight.

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