READ: dated march 5th

LEFTOVERS

This. Winter. I have puckishly pitted myself against conditions most belligerent, only to be met with the meteorologically equivalent of fat bully who excels in the art of both long-range spitting and malicious c-word slinging. However, today the sun is out, the mercury has risen to a balmy twenty-three degrees, and things seem suddenly so much more acceptable.

here’s what I’ve been vibin’ on this week:

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