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Sounds about the same here 50 miles south in central NJ. Early dismissal, only place I got stuck was in my own driveway, had our beers in my garage inbetween bouts of shoveling, taught some of the neighborhood kids how to go "skitching" (heard from some of the neighborhood moms they were not happy about that) and then since he was doing such a pitiful job, we launced an all out snowball assault the plow guy...but he was in a yellow vehicle.
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