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Remember the feeling of swinging high in the air. So high, that there's that little jump as you leave your seat for just a moment. The thrill of your heart pounding, and your breath quickening. You can't help but smile, because you feel so alive and free.

“She loved to walk down the street with a book under her arm. It had the same significance for her as an elegant cane for the dandy a century ago. It differentiated her from others.” – Milan Kundera