this is a pretty cool story. i remember quite well the cracking sounds of the branches under the ice and snow. sometimes you'd only hear one or two, way off in the distance, and they were easy to hear. Everthing was so quiet. Or the distant sound of siren, rushing to another accident, or the closer sounds of the siren that made your heart beat way too fast and warmed you back up when there was no electric. Nice portriat.
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