It was cold last night and we wore sweaters up the beach this morning. Carol said it was 15 degrees when she woke up, when we got to the car it was 17, and by the time we returned from class it was 22. These numbers had their own meaning in their own right and I didn't even think to try to covert them. I just knew that 15 was pretty brisk and 22 was super sweet. Its a step. A small step, but a step.
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