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The wind whistles as it whips down the winding street Trying to knock down people wary of the ice and snow beneath their feet. The sky watching over them is still. But it's a trap. A storm is coming in for the ****
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Nov 11, 2019
Nov 11, 2019 at 7:46 PM UTC
Killer storm
The wind whistles as it whips down the winding street Trying to knock down people wary of the ice and snow beneath their feet. The sky watching over them is still. But it's a trap. A storm is coming in for the ****
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zackripley
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Nov 11, 2019
Nov 11, 2019 at 7:46 PM UTC
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