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*Face flushed from the cold, Alanna enters and stomps her feet. This is less an attempt to knock the snow of her boots than it is to regain blood flow in her freezing toes. Shivering, she takes a seat at the bar and wraps her hands around a steaming mug of hot chocolate.*

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