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I’m delighted to report that I’ve been getting questions.

People have asked, "What do you do about rain?" and "What happens when they encounter ice? They do encounter ice, right?" (from the winter-concerned Canadians in the room) and "Did you make everything up, or did you do some research?"

People appear to be looking for some insight into how I went about mapping things out and making my story-based decisions. So I’ve uploaded some images that should help cl. . .

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