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Portland, Velo

E Oliver, li proz e li gentilz

02.18.10 | Comment?

I got on my bike this morning and as I rode down our street the sun was bright and warm, such that, as they might have said in France a thousand years ago:

Bels fut li vespres, e li soleilz fut cler

Then I turned into a street upon which the morning sun had not yet shone and up which a cold, biting wind was blowing.  I like to have died.  It is still winter.

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