Tense Juxtaposition
/This weekend I had the opportunity to participate in a sweat lodge. It was an interesting time to do so - the weather here in Colorado has been decidedly un-springlike, and the prospect of standing around stripped to the undies in the sleet, on the cold, wet stones of the firepit before entering the lodge itself kept a lot of the regulars away. And as I stood around in my undies in the sleet, on the cold, wet stones of the firepit I viscerally understood why...
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