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A man in the Arctic nestled himself in an igloo. At chilling temperatures he received a major frost bite so he bit his teeth into his metal name tag to endure the pains caused by the occassional gusts of strong wind where his insecurity hurt more than the raw pain caused by the wind that went to lower degrees of celsius until he cursed the gods for making something as unpleasant as the wind. He attempted to set up a campfire so he could regain his security but as he struck two sticks together the winds itself snuffed the sparks that would otherwise cause fire.. so he pulled out a small tank of gasoline and began rubbing his sticks next to a small puddle of gas he left there as a fire resulted so he fed the fire with fags he gathered by the forestries. He placed a fish on a stick and let the flames consume it as he bit into the roasted fish that was sizzling with heat and as his tongue which was partially stricken with frost bite touched it a small emission of smoke resulted upon his lips which anaesthized him from the pains caused by the snow and the wind that amplified it. Upon which he sealed the igloo using a wooden plank and nestled himself by the fire as the relief caused by it allowed him to get a night's sleep..though the coyotes out in the forestries were exposed to the air they surveyed the area with no seeming concern or pains regarding the climate..as the foxes in the field then nestled by their mothers where lillies would sprout upon the ground that they cuddled on where flowers were found sprouting thru the cracks in the mud. The man pulled out a photo of his wife and child and looked at it comforted by the pyre that was close to extinction..