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Cold and raining this morning which I did not mind as much as the pain caused by the stiffness in my new boots. I had to ignore the pain as I danced through the graveyard.

I listened to African Dance Beats. 

It was mostly uphill.

I'll go downhill tomorrow

While looking at the graves I imagine "He danced through graveyards" as the epitaph on my own gravestone.

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View from our basement door before I headed out this morning.


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