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SPEAKINGOUT Capital City Weekly For me, winter usually begins with arriving late somewhere. It begins the first day I unexpectedly have to dig out my ice scraper and let the car defrost for ten minutes before I can leave. It begins with driving slowly and carefully and trying to not end up in a ditch.

In the dark days of winter, celebrating light


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