Snow is nearly six foot deep and still falling. Nearly all the wood for the fireplace is gone. Oscar, my dog will not go outside to do his job. We are both in a state of delirium and panic. Beside me I see a bowl of chicken noodle soup. One lonely cracker between me and starvation Under my breath I swear to never come here again. Not one single person or creature is stirring about. Depending on my interpretation I am snowbound.
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