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Moritz was sitting on his porch with a knit hat covering his out-of-control hair. It was freezing and he didn't like it. You'd think Moritz would be used to this but he wasn't.
He was staring out at the snow with a cup of hot cocoa in his hands. Snow made everything beautiful and pure, but he was bored. Being bored made him think about less than cheery topics. Moritz supposed he should get a job or return to school ... just to do something, but all of his needs and wants were exceeded here and he could not find a school.
Moritz looked out at the snow and sighed. This place was a mystery.
He was staring out at the snow with a cup of hot cocoa in his hands. Snow made everything beautiful and pure, but he was bored. Being bored made him think about less than cheery topics. Moritz supposed he should get a job or return to school ... just to do something, but all of his needs and wants were exceeded here and he could not find a school.
Moritz looked out at the snow and sighed. This place was a mystery.