The Billionaire's Blizzard Bait

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bathroom with a high-end incinerating toil

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propane tanks, medical kits, water purifiers

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s the "property caretaker." He was not to speak unless spoken to. His only

ortable furniture, my personal belongings, my clothes, and my entertainment systems downstai

The storm was rolling