So, I am very cold. The furnace at my house in Liberal Icebox has died, and it can't be fixed until tomorrow morning. Sadly, everybody I know up here is out of town. I am bundled up, ready to face the cold of the night. I considered a hotel, but eh, money, etc, and hell, I've done plenty of cold weather camping, and I'll survive fine.
Heat, I can deal with heat. Heat pounds on you, but cold, cold pulls you down. It grabs your fingers and toes, it makes you work five times as hard...
God, I hold the pipes don't freeze...
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