The streets were cold. Desolate. Bare. Frost crept up the windows. Snow flurried in rage around the paths. They were together. They were different. They, are the last hope.
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The streets were cold. Desolate. Bare. Frost crept up the windows. Snow flurried in rage around the paths. They were together. They were different. They, are the last hope.
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