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Monday, March 7th, 2011 13:38 (UTC)
I grew up in Fairbanks, where it was never a problem, then changed a cold desert for a hot one. So it was all just fine until I came to California and everything was soggy. I was baking with the boys and wound up all

Azz, eyes closed, with floured glasses, holding a floured cake pan, wearing black and covered in flour from the top of her head to a good ways down her shirt, with some flour smudges lower on her shirt.

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