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When I was a boy I once saw a house on fire, burning even though it was the deepest month of winter. The shock of orange flames in the snowcapped town mesmerized me. I stood shivering, watching. The cold air was so overwhelming that even as the house burned the firemen's water turned to ice. The house both burned and iced at the same time. It ( Read more... )

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