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      If there was a better way to get people's attention -- to get them to see and understand that he was there -- than throwing snowballs, Jack wanted to hear it. Cause for all his efforts as of late, it felt like only one in every thousand snowball thrown actually got him somewhere. He knew he should be doing this for fun; this was about the kids, keeping their fun, youthful spirits alive for as long as he could; bringing winter across the world.
                       But was it too much to ask                                for just a little recognition?
      Staring at the snowball in his grasp, Jack let a heavy sigh fall over his bottom lip before tossing the icy object over his shoulder in an aimless fashion.
