The snow did a huge number on the stairs. It's Monday night, though, and that means Stair Club. That meant the snow had to go. The beautiful Mrs K and I came, we saw snow and ice, and we went to work. Yes, that's 60 steps plus two landings as well as the entrances at top and bottom. I shoveled, she swept. She broke the broom.
We whipped the snow and ice. It never had a chance. We put our OCD heads together and got the job done so we could continue our streak of Stair Club appearances.
We are old and feeble and we could easily break a hip on slick stairs, so we took it down to about 90 percent. Ah, I'm kidding. We ran fast and took a selfie afterward. Yes, that's a light on her stocking hat. Viva Club d'Escalier!
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