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Returning his gaze, looking straight ahead and around his proximity, he motored easily over the snow and frozen rocks.  The gentle snow drifting gracefully down to the ground and pasting itself against immovable objects.  The surrounding night lights creating a comforting orange glow against the frozen backdrop.  It reminded him of his youth and the snow-laden winters.

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