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“Yes they are,” squeaked the man, sinking one centimeter. She sighed in such an expansive way that ice crackled beneath the man's feet, melted, and then evaporated into a thick fog that enveloped their tiny world. Through it, he could still see the whites of her eyes. He rubbed his own, remembering that there was nothing to her eyes but whites.

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