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An Exceptional Story

Abstract

The temperature was more than 90 degrees Fahrenheit as I lay on my keister in the shade of an oak tree relaxing at the babbling weir of Anaheim Creek. My enjoyment was enhanced by several heirfers stopping to drink, and a skein of ducks flying at a considerable height above the forest. The event was a nonpareil leisure occurrence.

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