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On the streets of Boulder Town, the closed doors and windows were rattled by the wind.
There were no pedestrians on the street, only a group of poor people in ragged clothes were pushing carts of snow to be dumped outside the city in the middle of the road.
In the slums on the edge of the outer wall, there were crushed shacks everywhere, and the unkempt people braved the whistling wind and snow, rummaging through the snowdrifts for their missing relatives and friends. Others stood numbly beside collapsed shacks, or knelt on the ground in prayer.
The wooden pole blown over by the wind was left unattended across the gate of the slum, and two loudspeakers tied to it with iron wires intermittently emitted that annoying radio program. "... Hello, dear listeners, how're you? This is the Voice of Boulder Town, and I'm your dearest host, Mr. House."
"Just ten minutes ago, a sudden snowstorm swept the southern part of the River Valley Province. This snowstorm is expected to last for two hours, but please don't worry, in front of the towering giant...
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