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Old Pine is a night wrapped in flannel. It’s spontaneously moving to a small town in the pacific northwest. It’s driving down rain soaked roads in your orange pick up truck.  It’s meeting a mysterious man and falling completely and irrevocably in love with him —actually, no, that’s the plot of Twilight. Anyway, it’s getting cozy in bed, knowing your sexy man is keeping you safe at all times, usually shirtless, and he’s so warm. Wait, no, that’s Jacob. Okay, but the real Old Pine is dancing between rooms, a bonfire in your backyard. It’s definitely not your vampire or werewolf boyfriends fighting for your life. It’s perfect normalcy in real-life, with a fantasy or two sneaking in every once in a while.