Cold Comfort

Another tale from the glamorous life of a small town reporter.It is 5:30 in the morning and I am, naturally, in my nice, warm bed with a pair of nice, warm cats keeping me, well, nice and warm. This is important, given it was four degrees outside and a windchill of minus seven. I didn't know this at the time, because I was sleeping, like people with normal jobs.But not for long.When I lived in bi...


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