Tank Girl. Irreverent, foul-mouthed, fierce. And very, very cold…….. Snow whistled past the old wooden hut, countless tiny flakes flashing momentarily in the glow of a dingy window. A loud crash was followed by some muffled scraping. Suddenly the door slammed open, causing a cascade of snow to come shuddering down over a scantily clad [...]
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