I'm not thrilled. Living somewhere tropical sounds better and better.
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Clearing the driveway last night took 90 minutes--and even then, many ice patches remained that even my brawny Troy-Bilt Storm 2410 snowthrower that looks like some sort of torture device from Star Wars was unable to completely break up.
If I could figure out a job that did not require me to leave the house every day, that would be perfect--a job that involved historical research, for example. But that does not seem to be one of the available options.
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