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When I lived in Chicago I was a block off the lake, in the heart of the greenhouse effect, so while it would be several degrees cooler by me than at, say, O'Hare, we really didn't get as much snow as outside the little bubble I lived in. Chicago is really a microcosm of SO MUCH WEATHER. Including tides, by the way, for people who don't know much about Lake Michigan. When a storm blows it, it totally looks like a Nor'easter. Except I don't know that there are any roads that freakishly close to the Atlantic ocean, such that you have to worry about the storm surges crashing onto and even over LSD. It was terrifying sometimes.
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"Traveling - It leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller. ~ Ibn Battuta
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