Remember back earlier in the winter, when snow was charming? Yeah, no, neither do we.
We've got a bad case of missing spring. And the only cure, o...
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My man gets outright annoyed when we eat outside. I become downright enraged.
There is still room for the almighty sandwich in your life (and your stomach). You just have to be smart about it.
as the French bid adieu to their café habits, I want to take a brief moment to muse on the psychology of a side-walk café. Urban nomads don't bivouac - they buy a cup of coffee.
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