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MY ST. PATRICK'S DAY LASTED UNTIL 3:46 this morning. It was so lovely and warm and carefree and green throughout the afternoon and evening hours, but then developed into a loud and unruly mess after nightfall--filled with hard hats and the whining scream of chain saws. My nerves are on edge, Reader Dear! So sorry to leave you in suspense (oh, you know that I am!) but I'll have to elaborate later...

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