Dusk nears as the meter asks
Not for my two cents.
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Spring, the season for new beginnings, blah blah. Sure, way back, when people hunted and gathered to survive this could be true, but it seems as though, we have moved beyond the need to care about what season it is. Most of us don't farm anymore. We are not reliant on the deer or salmon migration. When we want a peach, we go to the supermarket and pick one out, even in the dead of winter's cold. We have become independent of season. Earth might as well straighten it's tilt.
We have moved far away from the rest of the animal kingdom. But does this mean that we have moved away from nature's push towards a need of a mate?
Speaking with friends, girls look better in the spring. We unanimously came to that conclusion. Is it because of the weather changes that provides female humans the greater ability to flaunt their attire. Or it is because us men just see women more attractive by some vesidual property. I would think they are both somehow linked together in their development, much the chicken and the egg.
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