This happens every year in DC. The winter isn't really a winter until the week after Christmas -- when it gets frigid. And then the weather stands up, inching past …
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Last night, I had a dream that two of my close friends in DC picked me up in a car that I did not recognize. We were going on a …
This winter may have been weak, but spring has sprung. And along with the hour of sleep I lost this morning, my social life has flown out the window. I'm …