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##....##.. in  the  endless  winter  day,  on   the ###..##...
...##..... crystal white plains... we trudge  along ##......#.
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...##..### snowed  over, in the  still  hours since ....##..#.
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##..##..##     bell-like sounds of the blinding     .....###..
.........# ground.  rifles  attached to  our wrist, ####..#...
########.. sharing  in  our  bloodstream. my husky, ###.....##
#######...      my warm-coffee-in-cold-snow...      ##..###..#
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.####....# the  first  five  shots  you  can  spend ..##...##.
..##..##.. indiscriminately,  they hurt but deal no #....#....
#........# long  time damage  to  the shooter.  the ..##...###
..######.. next five  you must  spend wisely,  they .....#..##
...####..# will  take days to heal.  the final five ####......
##..##.... you    must    not    spend   at    all. .##..#####
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..####.... weeks earlier, in the weak autumn  dawn, #####..###
...##..##. in  the  blue-gray  fog... something  is ####....#.
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