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We were driving through the snow earlier today when a philiosophical young five year old came out with a good one from the back seat.

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“Y’know,” he said, “snow is like people…”

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I asked how.

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“They both go up and over the car” he explained. I noticed how the falling flakes changed its downward path as the car sliced through the light blizzard.

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“How do people go up and over the car?” I asked.

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“Y’know …when they hit the bonnet”

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