...can't wait for the first issues of the magazines to start coming out...
...sign of good things to come...
First come the mags...
Then you wake up one day and can smell a certain crispness in the air...
Not long after that, the first frost shows up...
School is back in session, and leaves are turning...
And then one day, it happens. You look up beyond the confines of your life, and there, high up on the hills above, is a touch of white, a little frosting for the soul...
and its game on.
Bring it!
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