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"Winter Blues, hah!"

She aims her hair dryer at me and clicks it on high.

"Mention Winter Blues to me one more time, and I will Blow. You. Away."

I look at my hand and it's already melting. I am, after all, a Snowman.  "Winter Blues, hah!" She aims her hair dryer at me and clicks it on high. "Mention Winter Blues to me one more time, and I will Blow. You. Away." I look at my hand and it's already melting. I am, after all, a Snowman. 
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