QUOTE: T-Muffle celebrates the rites of spring:
"Cynical, soulless bastards that we are, we still find ourselves amazed every year when we emerge from our apartment, groggy and hungover, to the first real day of spring. The bright sunlight, the smell in the air of freshness and renewal (soon to be replaced by the summer aroma of urine, sure, but we’re not going to worry about that right now), the impossible promises the season seems to make; suddenly, we’re sixteen again, when everything seemed within reach. We can’t help it: We’re in a really good mood."
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