i find the map and draw a straight line

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i'm miles from where you are

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[ After having spent five minutes leaning out the window to try and get a good picture of the snowfall on New York City, Diana eventually gives up from a combination of poor lighting on their street and the fact that the noise and pollution is giving her a headache. She has to close it, snuffling to try and get the smog out of her nose.

She never sends him a picture. Just hopes he and his mom have a merry Christmas. ]