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From: Gill Biles
Category: Other stuff
Date: 15 May 2001
In England once a year it is sunny for a few days and everyone goes crazy and takes their shirts off and wears sleeveless tops and exposes their ugly flesh, and is happy. Then there is a big storm to punish us. We get wet and catch colds and die. The tempest smells nice and the sound of the hard rain thrills as we lie in bed. Summer is over.
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