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I sand out and the oven at my side says five degrees. I sand and I think the days much cooler that will happen.
Then the evening, I knit without stopping. I knit to end
vests, scarves. Large meshes to do battle with the winter we say nearby. Ribs, garter and stocking stitch that I take care of superimposed sand to go.
Near my oven which indicate less than five degrees.
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