“Nothing beats autumn in New England,” said His Excellency, the Duke of Fall, who began the day swaddled in a warm flannel blanket, gazing out the window at the golden-hued landscape, as is his custom this time of year. “Everywhere the leaves are changing and the temperature is starting to drop off. You can smell it in the air.”
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see also : http://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/its-decorative-gourd-season-motherfuckers
OH MY GOD that McSweeney’s article.
“That shit is going to look so seasonal.”
