Headmistress Kijewski-Jareau

October 04, 2013 7:11 PM
Kiva stood at the front table with all the other staff members sans Professor Skies, who would be with the first years. There were a couple of new faces at the staff table that might have some of the students interests peaked and a couple of faces missing. Every year there were staff changes. No matter how hard Kiva had tried, making everyone happy or their lives easier was never enough to keep them all on board. It was just another hassle in the many hassles of being the Head of a school. Unfortunately, she was going to be throwing the students a curve ball tonight and there was little she could really do about it.

Her summer had been absolute chaos. A mother of five should expect chaos, but not like this. Ayita had graduated, so the family had thrown her a party. They had tried to keep the celebrations going, but Angel’s health had suddenly begun to decline and his potions just didn’t seem to be working any longer. It had all been a terrifying experience for them to go through. Harper was too young to understand, but she was pretty attached to Angel and she became upset whenever they had to keep her away from him. Chloe and Emery were downtrodden throughout the summer. Emery had done his best to keep a positive attitude on it, which was normally Chloe’s job, but there was only so much he could do about everything. She appreciated the gesture though. Jeff had received a promotion and was now a head executive at the advertising firm. She was proud of him, but it meant less time at home, which meant, Kiva needed to be home more.

And here lies the issue.

She watched the students milling about while they found their friends and discussed their summers. She took it all in before the new Deputy Headmistress brought in the first years. They had a smaller group this year, but Kiva wasn’t worried about it. It just meant that the Professors could focus more individually on them than they could in the past. When the first years began to file in, the older students settled in because they knew what was coming.

Charming herself to be heard, Kiva greeted them all “Good Evening, Everyone! For the returning students, I say welcome back and to our new students, welcome to Sonora Academy. For those who do not know me, I am Headmistress Kijewski-Jareau, but feel free to call me Professor K.” This was a standard greeting, but it was always necessary. She didn’t want to just jump right into things and be too overwhelming.

“Our first priority for the moment is to have the first years sorted.” Kiva turned her hazel eyes to the newest group of students. “In order for this to be done, I need for each of you to step up one at a time to your new Deputy Headmistress Skies, who is also the Transfiguration Professor, and take a sip from the potion she will offer to you.” Kiva explained, nodded to Selina to indicate who the Deputy Headmistress was (although the goblet in her hand and the fact that she had lead them into the hall should have made it obvious). “Once you have taken a sip of the potion, your skin will turn into the color of the house you will be spending the next seven years in. Once your house is indicated, please have a seat at your house table. Yellow is for Teppenpaw, blue is for Aladren, red is for Crotalus, and brown is for Pecari. Please, if you could form a line and begin…” She gestured for the first student to step up.

Once the sorting was completed, Kiva called for attention once more. “I would like Nora Dobson and Linus Macaulay to please come up to the front and accept your new Head Girl and Head Boy badges.” Kiva stated. She grinned and handed each their appropriate badge. “Congratulations to you both.” She said before having them return to their seats. “Aria Yale, Heaven Baird, Clara Abernathy, and Lucian D’Alesandro, please come and join me up front.” Kiva called out and waited for the four of them to join her. She gave them each a badge, “Everyone, meet your newest Prefects. Be sure to congratulate them when you see them.” She clapped with the students before having them return to their seats.

“As usual, we do have some announcements to make. First, as I stated earlier, Professor Skies has stepped up and taken on the role of Deputy Headmistress. She will also be the Head of House for Crotalus. As we all know, Coach Pierce left at the end of last year. Unfortunately, we have been unable to find a suitable replacement for her at this time. I was going to cancel Quidditch due to this, however, Professor Olivers has stated interest in substituting as Coach for the time being. I still expect all Quidditch Captains to fulfill their duties and treat Professor Olivers with great respect. Most especially since she is taking time out of her schedule to give you all the opportunity to continue playing this year.” That was a lot to say, but it was done. Now on to the next.

“We have a new Librarian this year, Ms. Amelle Nicchi.” Kiva made sure to pronounce her name correctly as Ah-mel, instead of Emily like she had originally thought it sounded like. “In case you have not noticed, but our Groundskeeper, Mr. Brockert, is no longer with the school. He has taken a position working with exotic plants. We as a staff wished him the best of luck when he gave us his goodbyes. I hope you all will do the same. In his place, we have our new Groundskeeper, Nathan Xavier. Please give him and Ms. Nicchi a warm welcome when you see them.” So many announcements and there was still one more to come.

“As some of you may be aware of, my son, Angel, has not been able to return to Sonora. He has become quite ill and the Healers have not been able to find a solution. Due to this, I am unable to fulfill my duties as Headmistress of this school in a way that it deserves to be.” Kiva informed them. “The man to my left is Mortimer Brockert. He has been a part of the education process and administration for many years. He has decided to take on some of the roles that I cannot take on currently while my son is ill.” She had no idea if this would really affect anyone but her and her family. Still, she needed them to know what was to come. “This term will be a transition period for Mr. Brockert as he becomes acquainted with the site and with his new found duties. At the end of this term, I will officially step down as Headmistress of this school and Headmaster Brockert will take over. I wanted you to all be aware of the situation because there will be times when he will be running the school while I am away. So, for the year, you will have two Heads of this school.” Kiva paused for the moment to let this all sink in to everyone. It wouldn’t be as terrible or weird as some people might think, but she and the administration thought this was the easiest way to go about things.

“Last thing before we sing and eat.” Kiva stated, moving this on quickly. “This year’s Midsummer Event will be the school concert. Each Prefect and Head Student will be putting on a show for the student body. Every student must be in at least one of their shows.” She waited for the negative reactions. “I know I know, how dare we force you all to participate, but it is what it is. However the Prefect or Head student wants to handle it is up to them. A sign up sheet will be placed in the Hall and each Prefect and Head’s name will be listed. There is only a limited amount of slots under each name, so sign up early. Okay, now onto the song and the food.”

Sheets of music appeared in front of the students. “Let’s begin.”

Every day we strive
Learning to survive
Life’s hardships and to solve its mystery.
Learning to defend
Our honour and our friends,
Flying high to meet our destiny
We will stand and face those who want to harm us.
We won’t let the world transfigure, jinx or charm us
I won’t fight alone, as long as you are with me.
Sonora be my home, my tutor and my spirit
Vasita quoque floeat; Even the desert blooms.


Once the song ended, the food appeared before them. A feast of great magnitude. “Please enjoy the rest of your evening. When it is time to head back to your Houses, your Head of House will call for your attention and bring you to your destinations. That is all.” Kiva concluded and then took her seat at the staff table.

OOC: Welcome First years! Please do not post on any other board until your Head of House posts his/her welcoming speech, which should be up in a week's time. Have fun at the feast and remember the site rules. Happy posting everyone!
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Waverly Canterbury

October 07, 2013 5:01 PM
If last summer had been all about her moping about, this summer had been glorious. It’d been almost hard to leave, but she was glad she had once she walked into Cascade Hall for her sixth year. She had only this year and her seventh year left and Waverly couldn’t believe how fast time was going. She had celebrated her Sweet Sixteen in June with her family since they hadn’t been able to celebrate with her two months earlier. Her maternal grandparents from North Carolina had even come by with gifts, and their presents were always the best. During the rest of the summer she had gotten her driver’s license, her first official watch she could call her own, and earned some money working at her mom’s bakery. Now that she was sixteen she could officially earn money. It was awesome.

One bright occasion had oddly enough been when her ex came unexpectedly into the bakery one day. They had talked things out and Waverly hadn’t realized it, but she had moved on. He would still be her first love, but they could be friends now. The only thing was, he had a new girlfriend and she didn’t have anyone. But that was okay. She knew there were hundreds of other things to think about once she got back to school and she was happy things were working out.

The wagon ride to school was never long for her and her sister since they came from the same state, and she felt happy and energized being back. She made sure to greet everyone she knew as she passed them, and those she missed she would greet later. Back home, Waverly didn't have many friends because she was always away and didn't go to the same school as they did. What made it even more difficult was that she couldn't tell them about the school she disappeared to every September and it usually put a strain on any of her friendships with the non-magical. So Sonora felt more like home and Waverly was always glad to come back and see all her friends and get back into all the activities she was a part of.

She took a seat at the Pecari table as she did at every Welcoming Feast feeling happy. This was going to be a good year. Headmistress Kijewski began her annual speech and all the news after the sorting shocked her. Coach Pierce was leaving? There was another librarian? The Groundskeeper was gone? Waverly had never really met the Groundskeeper, but she had seen him around and, with all these other staff members leaving it seemed like a big deal. Waverly frowned as the bad news continued. The Headmistress was leaving? And Angel was ill! She remembered Angel from their first year. He had struck her as sickly, but to be so sick he couldn’t even come to school? That had to be terrible. Maybe this year wasn’t going to be so great.

At least there was the Midsummer Concert to look forward to. The last concert Waverly had been a part of a trio musical act and she had really liked it. Her piano-playing had come into handy and she had her mom to thank for that. She sang enthusiastically with the song as usual although she was feeling a little sad that there were so many changes happening. It seemed like new staff members were coming in or leaving every year. People moved on, she could understand that, but it was hard to get attached to certain staff members without wondering if they were going to leave. She had liked Ms. Diaz and now she was gone, but Waverly didn’t doubt this librarian was going to do a good job. It was just a lot to take in. Once they were dismissed to eat, Waverly turned to her neighbor. “Can you believe Headmistress Kijewski is leaving? What do you think about all these changes?” she asked straight away. This was big news.
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Liliana Bannister

October 07, 2013 6:25 PM
Liliana had not been excited for her first year at Sonora. She had expected to go to Hogwarts with the rest of her cousins. Had expected that her parents would have at least taken her feelings into consideration. Had expected that her grandparents would have interfered, instructed her parents that she was to attend Hogwarts as was intended for the first ten years of her life. Had expected… That was the biggest mistake, relying on her parents to make these kinds of important decisions for her. Unfortunately, for Liliana, she had also not taken into account that she was only eleven and eleven year olds generally had to listen to what their parents told them too and were not, in fact, allowed to make these kinds of decisions for themselves. But that was kind of the problem with her. Growing up the youngest in a huge family of boys, all her aunts and uncles had spoiled her and her grandparents too as the only granddaughter. She did not understand the concept of sharing and could not fathom why anyone did anything they didn’t want to. So it was that for the weeks leading up to her departure, in fact, ever since she got her acceptance letter to Sonora, she sat around the house in an angry fit.

After a monitored floo call (to insure she wouldn’t try to floo herself back to Englad) with her grandmother, Liliana was convinced to be brave and put on a good face for the family. However, when she realized that the mode of travel would be a flying covered wagon she found her old state of betrayal forcing its’ way back into her heart. Why should she have to take a flying wagon to school while her cousins were allowed to take a fun, more dignified train ride? She shook her head with distaste but climbed onto the wagon anyway knowing her grandmother would be disappointed in her should she throw a fit. She kept her lip shut and kept to herself the majority of the trip even taking a sleeping potion that her mother had slipped her knowing that the ride might be unpleasant. Though she was thankful for the help she was also frustrated that her mother knew, she knew about the wagon yet kept her mouth shut and did allow for Liliana to accurately prepare!

After taking a sip of the potion, which, Liliana thought to herself, was actually rather an interesting and adventurous idea (though she knew she couldn’t let this positive light ruin her sour mood. She was supposed to be upset for Merlin’s sake!), she saw her skin turn an interesting shade of brown. Awesome, I look like poop. she thought. But then she instantly wiped the non-lady-like idea from her mind knowing that once again her grandmother would not approve. She took a seat and watched the rest of the sorting which didn’t take too long as there seemed only to be a handful of children in her year and she had been somewhere in the middle of the line. She half-listened as the Headmistress made the rest of her speech focusing mainly on her issue of not being with her cousins and friends. She was absent-mindedly spooning mashed potatoes onto her plate and debating on whether she wanted gravy or not when her thought were interrupted. She turned to look at the voice and saw an older looking girl, probably the same age as Levi, her favorite cousin, who looked quite concerned.

Liliana shrugged. She didn’t even know the girl! She didn’t know her name or family or anything! But nonetheless, it was an older girl, so Liliana owed her at least some respect even if she were not from a reputable family or a pureblood. “It doesn’t really matter to me,” she said. “I wasn’t here last year.” Besides, what did she care of these trivial matters? She had family to get back to and another country to be in. But she didn't let that show on her face. That was one good thing that had come from her many etiquette lessons courtesy of her grandmother. Before those lessons she would have been completely readable but now she was able to mask her true feelings and act as though she was indifferent at the very least, a skill that her grandmother praised greatly.

She wondered if she was supposed to introduce herself or not but perhaps things were done differently in America. She had lived here for a year but had spent most her time moping or with her private tutor. She hadn’t wanted to go out and meet others when her parents went to pureblood events and her father, ever indulgent to his only child, had not forced her to though her mother had thought that it would be appropriate for a young witch to be familiar with the society that she was in. Her father had reassured her mother that once she came back from school with a few friends she would be more willing to go out with them. Besides, she was only a ten-year-old witch, what did she need to be going out and getting involved with society? Liliana decided that she wouldn’t introduce herself until the older girl did. The older girl had seniority after all and it would be best to follow her example.
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Waverly Canterbury

October 08, 2013 12:24 AM
Waverly was initially surprised that a first-year had answered her, but she was glad for the invitation to talk to her. As a Prefect and an older sister, Waverly liked taking care of the new firsties. There was that nurturing sort of nature that came with being a baker's daughter and a girl, she supposed, or something.

It was just a little embarrassing that she had asked a firstie a question about the Headmistress when the girl probably didn't even know who the Headmistress was. Waverly definitely deserved the "Most Talkative Award" for her year. She would just have to save that talk about all the change happening for her roommates later tonight while they unpacked.

In order to amend her blurting out, she smiled. "Disregard that question. Welcome to Pecari! We're definitely the best house ever." She smiled. It was clear that this girl was definitely far from home from her accent. There were quite a few people from the U.K. here like the Princetons and Spencers and Wendy's friend Carter. Hopefully Carter wouldn't pick up and leave Wendy, but being so far away from home could sometimes cause problems. One of Waverly's good friends at Sonora had gone back to England because of some issues with her attending school in America. It had sucked, but part of life was making new friends and trying to keep in contact with the old.

"My name's Waverly Canterbury. I'm the sixth-year Prefect so if you have any questions you can always come to me! What's your name?" Once the girl had stated her name, from which Waverly could usually tell whether they were a pureblood or not, she added, "You're from England, right? You're really brave for coming to school all the way in America!" She really thought so partially because Waverly could not imagine ever living in a different state not to mention a different country altogether.

She was from Phoenix and had never lived outside of her city since she was born. She had visited other states of course since her grandparents lived in different places, but that was the extent of it. "I went to London for Christmas vacation and a wedding. Where in the U.K. are you from?" She hoped getting the girl to talk about home would make her feel a little more talkative and comfortable and not extremely depressed and homesick.
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Liliana Bannister

October 09, 2013 7:14 PM
Even though there were many things she wanted to say or do, Liliana kept her thoughts to herself. This girl was way too bubbly and way too happy for her to deal with at the moment, but she plastered on the face of a happy first year, excited to be here. She didn't want to make a bad first impression, after all. It mattered what people thought about her because she was here representing her whole family and if she made a bad impression well… That would be, summed up in one, very overused word- bad. “Thanks, what about the house is so great?” She kept her voice interested and happy, trying hard not to sound rude but at the same time, hadn't really known how to respond to that admission.

“I’m Liliana Bannister of the London Bannisters,” she replied holding out her hand to shake as she was taught was appropriate in introductions. She felt odd saying London when in fact she had spent most of her time at her mother’s parent’s sprawling country estate but as her last name came from her father’s family and they were based in London…well it was just how things were done. It was good news that the girl she was speaking to was a prefect; it meant that she had established a good connection even if Waverly wasn't a pureblood. Muggles had their own form of intelligence; Liliana knew that from what her tutors had taught her about rockets and electricity and the like. Even if they could be crude and somewhat intolerant of magic (Liliana could never forget the horrific tales she had been told since she was a young child of the witch trials), they still had accomplished quite a lot without magic and so she could appreciate their ambition without ever really liking them. Liliana shrugged though when Waverly told her she was brave. She didn't really think of it as being brave, just being forced into something she didn't want to do- which had never happened before. “I suppose,” she said. “My family moved here a year ago, to Connecticut so I've been here for a while.” She was careful to leave out the part where she sulked in her room for most of the year waiting to floo call her beloved cousins.

“That’s neat, whose wedding?” Liliana wondered if perhaps she knew them or not, there had been a few weddings that summer as students graduated Hogwarts. Her own cousin had gotten married too to a nice Ravenclaw girl with pretty curled brown hair. “My father’s family is from London,” Liliana stated even though it had been obvious given her introduction. “He used to manage his family’s business, so we had a townhouse in the city,” she didn't really want to go into the details that had led to their family moving to America including the merging of the two family businesses after her paternal grandfather died and the moving of her father to America to manage that branch of the company. It had been an important move for her father’s career, being trusted by his father-in-law over his brothers-in-law to manage such an extensive part of the company but Liliana didn't see it that way. “I spent most of my time at my grandparents’ estate in the country though. Where are you from?”

Waverly’s accent was distinctly American, an accent that Liliana had never been too fond of, but knew she would have to get used to if she was going to spend her schooling here. (Somehow even though Liliana had always had her way before, she sensed that this was one matter in which she would never have her way which would have been to be at Hogwarts by Christmas time.)
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Waverly

October 11, 2013 4:31 PM
The things that made Pecari was so great was something Waverly had never had to explain to someone before. Pecari being such a great house just came with the territory, but right now she had a second to think of several reasons why Liliana would like it here. "Our common room is in the gardens," she said with a smile, "and I love it there. Our colors are really pretty too, brown and gold. They go well together and I've met a lot of awesome people in Pecari that go well together too." There were some not-so-nice people in Crotalus, but Waverly was not about to go bashing houses. Pecari was full of the more free-spirited explorers of Sonora and she could very well put herself in that category. "You'll meet a lot of people who just really love life and if you're ever interested in exploring Sonora I'm sure you'd find someone who would want to go with you."

Liliana was definitely one of those purebloods just by her introduction, but Waverly didn't want to think anything of her just yet. As a girl far away from home, she didn't think Liliana would be super open and happy yet, but that was only understandable. She shook her hand and smiled. "It's very nice to meet you Liliana." Connecticut was still far from home in Waverly's point of view, but she nodded. At least it was on the same continent. "How have you liked living in Connecticut? I've never been there, but I can only imagine it's really different from London."

Liliana asked about the wedding which was nice, but Waverly thought that was the only reason why Liliana was asking. "The bride was a Thornton, but I think her husband was from England somewhere. I'm friends with one of her sisters and they invited me and my sister along. It was really nice of them. My dad's family is actually from England too so I was able to visit some of my distant relatives while we were there." One of her great English relatives was actually a squib, though she was pretty sure that relative had died before she was born. It wasn't a well-known fact, but history had been passed down through word of mouth and after a bit of asking around. Squibs were able to be a part of the magical world, having magical parents, and magic had seemed to be a pretty popular topic in her English family's dinner conversations even though they were all technically muggles.

Liliana said she was from London and Waverly smiled. "London is such a pretty city," she said. "I loved it while I was there. The country would have to be beautiful though. Arizona's not so green, but on Sonora grounds it's actually pretty nice." The Labyrinth Gardens was one of Waverly's favorite places to roam because of that very fact. She missed it when she was at home for at least the first month or so during the summer. "I'm from Phoenix, Arizona, so not too far from here. It's slightly south from the dead center of state."
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Liliana Bannister

October 11, 2013 10:35 PM
When Waverly explained Pecari to her, Liliana found herself liking the house despite her wishes to remain a disagreeable little snot. It sounded like a pretty good house, full of people like her cousins and though she would never find someone to replace them whilst her, it would be nice to surround herself with people like them. And even though she didn’t really like brown, gold was a pretty color, so Liliana thought that she could probably deal with that. “That sounds nice,” she said appreciatively, glad she would be with people who wanted to adventure but slightly disturbed by the idea that she would also be surrounded with those who would want to talk… At least for now, she knew she’d probably want to talk later on but at the moment she was really focused on being as difficult as she could be.

“Connecticut’s okay I suppose,” Liliana tried hard to come up with something else nice to say about it but as she really had spent most of her last year sulking or with tutors she was hard pressed and came up with nothing. “I don’t really know much about it, I was inside with tutors a lot of the time but I went out a few times in the winter, it was nice and snowy, and in the spring and summer our garden looked kind of pretty.” That was in part due to her family coming out to Connecticut to surprise her for her birthday. Overnight they had planted lilacs- her favorite flower and namesake, everywhere. She couldn’t help the smile that fought its’ way onto her face as she found herself telling Waverly about it. Her family was one of the few things that always cheered her up when she was down. There were just so many, so rambunctious, so fun boys to play with and in the event she wanted to be proper there was always tea time with her grandmother. “It’s pretty different from London,” she acknowledged. “But the biggest difference I think is not being able to see my family whenever I want.”

Thorntons, Liliana racked her brain trying to figure out if she knew that family or not but her brain was still fuzzy from the sleeping potion she had taken on her wagon journey and so she just pushed that thought out of her mind to listen to Waverly who was, after all, a prefect. “That’s neat, where in England do they live?” Visiting family was something that Liliana could understand; family was an important value in her well…family. She had been taught from a young age that family were the only people you could truly count on in the end and that was why, though her family was well standing in the pureblood community in her area, they had never disinherited or disowned anyone as far back in her family history as Liliana had been taught.

Liliana smiled at Waverly’s praise of her home town. “Yes, London is quite pretty. I miss it all the time. My grandparents lived in the country though, and it’s even lovelier there!” Liliana was not really that much of a city girl, she had realized. She would want to eventually spend sometime in the city but in the end she wanted to marry someone who would allow her to choose where to live like her grandfather had and not like her father had. “Pheonix sounds interesting, what’s it like?” Any place that had Pheonix for a name was bound to have something to do there, Liliana was sure. After all, phoenixes were quite interesting creatures.
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Waverly

October 25, 2013 1:23 AM
Liliana's reaction to Waverly's description of how wonderful Pecari was allowed her to mentally relax. It would have been really embarrassing if the sixth year Prefect couldn't convince a first-year how great their house was. That would have been worthy of stepping down from her prefectship and allowing someone more articulate to spread the joy of Pecari. But Waverly had passed and she was sure she'd be able to continue on strong. Head Girl was on the horizon and she could only try her best to look good on the ballot.

It was unfortunate that young girls like Liliana had to stay inside learning with tutors for her childhood. Waverly's parents had been busy with work, but they had always made sure to educate their daughters on the outside world especially when they were young. Elementary school was more like play and learning the basics than intensive studies. "That sounds great," she said earnestly, wanting to encourage her to talk. There was so much of the world to see that Waverly couldn't imagine being kept inside all the time especially in a nice and green place. Liliana seemed to be smiling and it made Waverly happy to see that. She was getting somewhere!

It must've been hard to move to Connecticut from London especially if she still had close family in England. "I'm sorry about that," she replied. "Do you still contact them often though?" Waverly lived several hundred miles away from her grandparents in North Carolina, but she had never grown up with them. She did call them often when she was at home and they flew over at least once or twice a year. Those grandparents were pretty well-off so they had both the time and funds to make those trips.

The Thorntons didn't live in England and Waverly was only an acquaintance with the bride, so she didn't know much. "I'm not really sure," she told her honestly. "I only know the Thorntons and they're definitely from America. Their family’s from Oregon, out in the Northwest. I’ve never been there, but I hear it’s beautiful.”

The country wasn't a place Waverly was familiar with the way other people were. It seemed to be a place for farmers and older people when they retired, maybe even for kids. But she didn't think she could ever live in a place like that. She was definitely a city-suburb girl and loved Phoenix and probably wasn't going to leave Arizona any time soon. "Phoenix is a pretty big city. I live in Central Phoenix kind of near all the tall buildings. It's pretty flat where I am, but it's not far to the huge mountains that surround most of the city. It's either really hot or warm, so snow was pretty new to me when I first came here. I was not used to wearing so many jackets and layers!" Waverly smiled. "At least you're prepared for that. Winters at Sonora are so different what they are outside of the school grounds. Do you like the cold weather better or hot?”
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