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I was made for the north of England/Scotland. I LOATHE anything above 68 degrees. I like champaigne air. This swampy, sweaty, humid-laden air that climbs and climbs and climbs up until eleven o'clock at night when it FINALLY drifts down into the upper seventies....Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeech. I hate it! Puts me in such a mood. I've been known to go to the movies just to escape the damn nutty sun and heat. I'd be happy to skip summer altogether.
Indian summer is nice. Fall is perfect - unfortunately, sometimes Fall, when we do get it in Ohio, lasts two, three days, tops.
I must be of Viking blood.
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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.
"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie
Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum
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