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Her complexion had resisted the snow-glare wonderfully; her skin had only deepened its natural warmth a little under the Alpine sun. You skulk in shadows, following an émigré. She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. You must wait till supper's over. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside.
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