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�Logan!�
�Hey, kid.� No, don�t pull back, darlin�, it�s okay. Vancouver, Juneau, Fairbanks, the Aleutian Islands. God they were beautiful, wish you could have been with me. North wind rippin� through my clothes, coolin� my lungs � would have frozen your sweet little ass off, babydoll. Snow, soft and white on my cheeks, crunching and shifting underfoot. Colder than a witches� tit, sure you still wanna go? Smell of smoke, pine trees and freedom, but nothin� compares to your hair. �Miss me?� �Yeah.� That's my girl. �Hi, I�m Bobby Drake. Call me Iceman.� �You�re�� Frosty the fuckin' Snowman? �Her boyfriend.� Fuck.
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