okay, perfect #1: somewhere over the rainbow radishes, corn nuts fly

Some radishes ought to be left behind. fight me.

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Winter has always been my favorite season…in theory. I am an avid skier, and snow means downhill season is upon us. Winter=Snow. Snow=Skiing. And yet, in practice, winter is my least favorite season. This is …