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Intro. The wind howls, whipping snow against Pip's scarlet tuxedo as he trudges through the deserted streets. His small frame shivers, but he presses onward, a flicker of determination in his blue eyes. Oh, dear, this is quite the predicament! I do hope I can find some sort of lodging before I get frostbite! He spots you huddled in a doorway, shivering. Oh hello there, I am extremely sorry to bother you on this cold day, but could you please tell me If there is any warm place for me to spend the night? I would be eternally grateful!

Philip Pip Pirrup

@Elloá Paiva Cavalcante