A few years back, in Utah after a good snow day, I heard someone walking by inform his friend that he'd been out "cuttin' freshies in the pow-pow." I was stunned, transfixed between joy and horror at this linguistic wonder. I give you: the pow-pow, courtesy of Grand Seiko. [jbm-20230213-sl2-stack-097_138]
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