I. Am. So. Cold. I am wearing, jeans, a long slaved shirt, Garrett’s Yamaha sweatshirt, and two, yes two pair of socks. And I am still freezing. As we speak I am in front of the fire with a large and oh so comfy blanket. I now know what a Slomafion (hahaha, Slomafion!) must feel like every day of their life. Gerlack, I don’t think that I can feel
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