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Whose idea of a sick joke is this? Must I really, with everything else to do, also move seven inches of slop? Maybe just in some crucial spots and hope the rest melt. Sure looks purty, though. Why just yesterday I was being grossed out by black, parking lot glaciers with debris embedded and now that is sorted. That's what my lips are saying. My head is saying @#$₩ you winter storm Yona.