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Snow and more snow on the Southern Tier. Temps averaging in the 20s. Earlier this week we had a wintry mix - a phrase that now makes me think of the Peter Gizzi poem.
Tomorrow I'm off to Buffalo for a party at Master Thurston's.
Oh, I'm not saying it was cold cold, just cold for here.
My poor students never do any actual research about the weather before they come here. They think it's going to be 80. In truth, it's almost never 80. Yesterday nearly completely broke their spirits.
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