Yep. Snowing again. But there are molecules of meaty goodness that must at all costs be extracted from yesterday's bone.Or, as my friend "Jack London" writes: "…Sophie, heeding the inner urges howling to her across the blood-red gulf of aeons of pack-hunting canine lusts, gnawed with great purpose upon the fragment of bone, endeavouring to extract each remaining particle of life-sustaining marrow that her struggle for survival might continue for another transit of the fiery orb 'cross the sky!"
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