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As the middle stages of autumn fall upon us, I cant help but make puns and consider winter. After combining this magical representation with the distance in my memory, I'm almost excited. I know the first cold windy cigarette will remind me of the season's true evil nature, but lately I've been trying to force the optimism. I can't tell if it looks better on me.