It is that time of the year. Oh Lordie, how I want to go, but can I? The answer my friend...
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...It`s snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A single gray flake sifting down.He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom. (From Corman McCarthy, THE ROAD)
It is that time of the year. Oh Lordie, how I want to go, but can I? The answer my friend...
http://www.stormchaser.com/
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