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book story (9)
(February 2002)
| See this beautiful lake and the birds sitting on that remote ice surface not yet melted by the February sun? Anyone feeling like taking a bath in that cold water? Fancy that I did! |
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| Well, actually it was kind of lose footing combined with my inborn sniffing out habit that made me slip inside. Slush! |
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| Here I am wet, wet, wet! Brr! |
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