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It was cold dark November night. The chilling nature that night, even kept the homeless away, warming on the flames of a piece of birch. The wind was rough, and it seemed as if it did whisper----
It was cold dark November night. The chilling nature that night, even kept the homeless away, warming on the flames of a piece of birch. The wind was rough, and it seemed as if it did whisper----
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