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A brief look on his face and suddenly the gloves were off
and their hands were really, really cold. They stuffed them into each other's pants to stave of frostbite and
shrinkage but it was all so unavoidable. I drank my tea in silence and thought about how to kill
him without anyone suspecting me. I could wear a mask, disguising myself as
your mother, I gently slid into bed with your
parakeet, but then awakened to discover it was all just a silly dream...or was it?
