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Walk any Winnipeg block in February and you can tell who owns a hot tub. The breath fog is thicker over those yards, the shovel lines are fierce and tidy near a path that ends at a steaming square, and someone inside is pretending minus 28 isn’t real. Here, a hot tub isn’t a frivolous toy, it’s a survival tactic that doubles as a social hub. The trick is choosing one that can handle our freeze-thaw cycles, our clay soil that likes to heave, and our power bills that loom lik