Bitter cold, with clouds moving in, clouds and possibly heavy snow. Currently, it's 25˚F, with a windchill of 13˚F. I'm sipping a Red Bull, though any reasonable person would be having coffee. But coffee fucks up my stomach.
I have an idea for a new Dancy story, and that's what I'm going to try to begin today, for Sirenia Digest #131. Yesterday, I
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