Diane Simmons
When people around me complain about the cold, I usually say to myself, “what do you expect, it’s winter in North Dakota.” Well, this winter something in my brain has snapped, and all I want to do is complain about the cold, the wind and the driving conditions. I apolwhat ogize in advance if you run into me and I start the whining. I’ll try to rein myself in before it becomes too terrib...
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