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I think that summer saw the most rain we had the entire time I lived in Winnipeg. And as I watched the rain pouring down yet another day, I was only filled with dread. At that point, more rain meant one thing -long hours of hard labour.
When I had said, “YES, I’ll do it!” naively, I thought it would be fun.
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