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Most people like Spring. I do not. I am allergic to it. Yesterday I was hiding in my room with the curtains drawn and the fan on and the light illuminating my book. I was on my bed with my dog as the world got loud in the 70 degree sunshine. The ice cream truck stayed parked in front of our house with it's annoying repeated HELLO!command. Straight pipe motorcycles roared down our main artery street. It was all too much after a beloved winter of blizzards and my favorite: zero degree weather.
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