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Weekly Contest #23
Snow had never been anything special to me. In my hometown it always fell in sheets, blanketing the ground until all was white. As a kid I used to race out into the storms and play until my toes were numb. Every year I’d look forward to snow, impatiently putting on my snow pants at the first sign of a storm. When I got older, shoveling the driveway and driving on ice took the wonder out of it. By the time I was nineteen I was used to the frozen flurries and the ivory world they created. It was quiet, peaceful even. But it wasn’t anything out...
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