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Somewhere on the Southern coast of Alaska, in the Glacier Bay Wilderness, there is a very cold coyote.
The temperature is hovering around freezing, but she feels like she's been trudging through the same snowbank for hours.
"It might help if you told me exactly what you were looking for," she bitches under her breath, not really expecting a reply.
The temperature is hovering around freezing, but she feels like she's been trudging through the same snowbank for hours.
"It might help if you told me exactly what you were looking for," she bitches under her breath, not really expecting a reply.