Snow. Classic.
Just when we got to thinking we'd finally be getting off our asses and out the door, riding bikes and getting chased by Canadian geese down by the river in some early spring season threads, this shit happens.

Last-minute snowfalls keeping a layer of white on everything juuuuuuuuuust thin enough to put the paddles on and defibrillate our Seasonal Affective Disorders back into action.
But we shouldn't be all that surprised now, should we? Montreal's full of curveballs, whether it's thinking your planned drive over Doctor Penfield isn't going to be closed by inactive construction sites (it will be) or that something's going to move the needle on the unpopular tuition hikes for English universities (it won't).

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