I hear the crusty snow snapping and I think, 'Deer!?!'
I creep around to find that my cousin's horse is close by as it trollops through the crusty snow past my uncle's laundry drying silently in the night air.
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There is no pleasure in having nothing to do; the fun is in having lots to do and not doing it.
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