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In Bloomington, the first snow of the year once fell on Halloween. School was cancelled, a rare occurrence for well-prepared and hardy folk like Minnesotans. Kids waded through twelve inches of snow in flurry-soaked costumes. I felt so bad for any little squirt who made it through the drifts that I gave them each a full bag of candy ( Read more... )

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