It's a clear day. Clear and crisp as sin, and stained too, so we won't be talking about the weather because, yikes, that's all anybody ever talks about up here
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Hey, that's what I keep at the bar. It's great stuff. My hands get really rough right when it first starts to get cold. They just sort of stay that way until I get accustomed to the weather and there's not much I can do about it.
A customer once gave me a tiny sampler of this strongly-scented locally-made stuff made with shea butter and I'm not sure what else. It was a miracle salve that made me smell like a Strawberry Shortcake doll. I've been trying to replicate it sans scent, but no luck. For now, I remain girl-with-hands-of-a-wee-turtle.
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A customer once gave me a tiny sampler of this strongly-scented locally-made stuff made with shea butter and I'm not sure what else. It was a miracle salve that made me smell like a Strawberry Shortcake doll. I've been trying to replicate it sans scent, but no luck. For now, I remain girl-with-hands-of-a-wee-turtle.
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