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I love snow. I love it when it snows in December and I'm not yet used to the cold and trudging. I love snow when it falls in big, fat flakes. I love snow when it crunches beneath your feet as you walking it and it makes excellent snow balls.
I hate snow in March, when I've had enough. I hate snow when it falls wet and dripping. I hate snow when it has been on the ground too long and looks more brown and grey than fluffy and white. I hate snow when it gets shoved down the back of my coat.
Oddly this winter, we have had very little snow.
How often do you get your hair cut and do you go to a barber or a stylist? How much to you pay?
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