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A cuppa

  “I’m freeeezing!” I muttered, as he walked through the room. He eyed my fuzzy socks and then perused my form, swaddled in the thickest, fuzziest blanket I own.  He didn’t say a word. He dutifully checked the windows, waved his … Continue reading

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