It was cold out there, bitter, biting, cutting, piercing, hyperborean, marmoreal cold, and there were all these Minnesotans running around outdoors, happy as lambs in the spring.
Contributed by: Zaady
Thanks to the Interstate Highway System, it is now possible to travel from coast to coast without seeing anything.
I didn't know what narcissism was until I beheld my own naricssus.
The everyday kindness of the back roads more than makes up for the acts of greed in the headlines.
It does no harm just once in a while to acknowledge that the whole country isn't in flames, that there are people in the country besides politicians, entertainers, and criminals.
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