Spring Feelings

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Kent watched wisps of snow dance across the asphalt. The wind flipped and whirled the flakes in a wintry choreography. It reminded Kent of the elegant flocks of birds or sleek schools of fish, moved by a divine hand in joyous play.

At that moment Kent remembered it was April.

“Stupid winter!”

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There is nothing about me that is more interesting than you. I am a man. I have a wife and family. I have a career. I have two dogs. I
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