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                       The Interview                       
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The Interview
The cold breeze hit you on the face as you walked down the street. Leaves of different shades of green scattered all over the floor and hit you whenever a strong wind came through. Winter is just around the corner, so a sight of leaf-less trees is ubiquitous. Other ponies were also strolling down the street, doing whatever they usually do on a fine Sunday morning. You can definitely feel the spirit of winter approaching, with ponies already starting to decorate their houses with decorations.