"The snow fell crisp and even over night so when we arose, Arkady and Sasha worked with the horses to get the troika ready. Our breath looked like clouds and the animals steamed in the cold winter air. Then we were off, to town, a glorious journey through the winter wonderland. Sadly, we lost Uncle Vanya though, we had to throw him overboard as the wolves gained upon us along the South Lambeth Road."
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