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Feb 19, 2007 11:05

Cliff enters the Bar, and turns to yell at someone on the other side of the door. "Don't you even..."
A snowball he has to duck stops the end of the sentence. He shuts the door quickly, laughing. The icon notwithstanding, he has on a winter coat and hat that are liberally dusted with snow. There's a shovel in his hand that he'd neglected to put down when he entered, through the front door of his house this time.

cliff huxtable

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