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Nadger blankets. My Turkish barber seems to have been blown closed. The jog, however, was ok, just spotting one felled half-grown tree balancing, of course horizontally, on the front gates of a nearby home. When returning, and since, i've wondered about the whereabouts of my two recycling boxes...

Foolishly, perhaps, in order to have a slightly thinner face in my barber's mirror in an hour's time, I'm just about to venture out for a trot in this dank bluster. I'll keep the eyes of a hawk, Marshall Bravestar style, to avoid matters flung by this window-rattling gust.