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The only van I can think of is an oldclunker Paul used to have when he was going through his manly-hunterphase. At the nextcorner he turned east and drove down the street that ran behind the icearena. His head lolled forward as he breathed deeply andevenly. A trifling breach of etiquette on the part ofMasakado--not pausing to bind up his hair before receiving a

-30' WINDCHILL FACTOR: -550 here wasn't much action at theBlue Goose Saloon, a holeTin-the-wall bar with blessedl His eyes burned as he stared up at the starless sky. He held it out for Megan's inspection and she took it from him, sighingheavily. He looked up through the windshield.