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"Enough snow for you? " Overman asked jovially as McLeod removed his jumper the next morning in his office at the _Star-Times_. "We're ready to stop it now because the _World_ weather bureau finally owned up to its red face. Thirty-two inches."
McLeod nodded. He'd had trouble reaching the slidewalk through the drifts and more trouble struggling through the few yards of high-piled snow to the _Star-Times_ building.