As if decreasing daylight wasn’t bad on its own, there are inches of fluffy white flakes that are the equivalent to little middle fingers falling from the sky and winds…
This year, rather than scoffing at the isle of misfit sweaters and hats no one wants to play reindeer games in, I challenge you to embrace the hideousness. Allow yourself…
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