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The frost is cracking lightly, and the trees are cracking not lightly. One fell, and the other barely fell, flew past him. If this log fell, I would become Pinocchio. The lights on the skating rink are blinking. The traffic light is blinking, and the wall has become not a wall, but a wall for trade stalls. Dogs are walked in a padded jacket and padded jacket.