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I just pictured Liz sitting by the window allllll day waiting for a flurry and looking completely depressed until one came. Basically like that squirrel thing from Ice Age when he couldn't find the acorn, and then when he did he was like OMFGOMFGOMFG CREAMMMMCREEEAAMMMM *pass out-wake up* OMFGOMFGCREAMMM CREAMMM
SMASH! Acorn is borked.
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