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Don drove on, no longer bothering to notice the desolation caused by the snow: there would be more of it in an hour, in a day or two at the most, and then Milburn would not only be sealed off from outside but a sprung trap. One more heavy snow would see a wave of death to take half the town.
Stella would never have described herself as a feminist, but she had long ago seen how men mistakenly assumed that they had to do everything themselves.
He moved easily to the center of the stage, and the movie broke and flowed over the surface of his body.
