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fifty walks, walk two
Winter returned temporarily, and not that it should have stopped me from going out for a long stroll, but I’ll honest: I imagined this thing, at least the first few iterations, as some kind of romantic spring stroll as I shred the bonds of winter and embraced the last summer of my forties. Then it
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fifty walks, walk one
I’m no April fool, but spring has been playing tricks on all of us this year. It seems to tease a warm up but then chill out the next day and offer up a little bit more snow. Case in point. Yesterday I did my first of the fifty walks series, and I didn’t even



