My brother and I had just been given quite the gift... we were to stay with a friend and a cousin at a cabin in the woods for the winder. The place was massive for a cabin, and seemed like one of those spots on earth that had been the centerpiece for good times since forever. Eventually some violent and over nostalgic russians came back that thought the same thing, and tried taking the place by force. They failed.
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