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However, after a few glasses of juniper whisky, his own recipe as he boasted, he wanted to join me in the hamlet hidden in the mist. “If you stick around here any longer, your body will soon be floating down the Magic River,” she pointed to the river that flowed swirling past them. My dorm roommate, Liam Miller, was originally from a small town somewhere in Montana and was rather preoccupied with getting as many girls as he could before he finished college. My grandfather didn’t want to tell me because he said about this hamlet that it’s always surrounded by fog, and besides, none of the people who went there have ever returned. I squeezed gently, and she moaned softly. Except for him, of course.”

He replied to a message on his phone and then followed up on his idea.