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Doncha think the south is a strange place in the winter? Like now when it’s blowing, raining and really warm?”

“Not really.”

“Well, I do. I can just see the puddles digging into the roads and snakes and frogs slithering and hopping to get to the parties.”

Whaaat?”

“Sure enough. And the wind is whipping up the palm trees and making sure the sea gulls either huddle or line up shoulder to shoulder to brace themselves from being moved.”

Ohhhh,  alright! — I’ll go.”

“Great — get bread, cereal and a bottle of wine.”

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