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There is something disheartening about getting a nasty snowfall in the middle of April. Especially when, even in your weather-savvy town, you witness three accidents during your morning drive (the scariest of which was someone who’d wiped out going down the same hill I was and ended with their minivan embedded into the schoolyard fence).

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