It wouldn’t be mid-February if you didn’t have to pass through the hyrbrid St. Valentine’s/Easter candy chute on your way to check out at the grocery store. All those blushing hearts, springy rabbits and hatching eggs…it’s enough to bring on an early case of spring fever. I suppose it is like our 21st Century version of a pagan fertility rite that which…
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