Rob Nadolski: No More

No more hiding behind horsehair and wool, thick as thieves. No more scratching obscenities into frosted windows. No more teeth biting holes into our cheeks, chattering away in a Morse code, damning the cold. Let us emerge from cabin fever and pale skin. Let us absorb ultraviolet exaltation and synthesize vitamin D. A quick equinox, a simple solstice and we’ll…

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