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Wolfe was drinking beer and looking at pictures of

Wolfe was drinking beer and looking at pictures of snowflakes in a book someone had sent him from Czechoslovakia…
…Wolfe seemed absorbed in the pictures. Looking at him, I said to myself, He’s in a battle with the elements. He’s fighting his way through a raging blizzard, just sitting there comfortably looking at pictures of snowflakes. That’s the advantage of being an artist, of having imagination. I said aloud, You mustn’t go to sleep, sir, it’s fatal. You freeze to death.

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