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			<title>The wheel</title>
			<description>As the sun was shining exactly over my head, I was paddling my cycle to go somewhere now i cant remember. I felt the rush in my blood and bones and was not going to stop no matter what came in front of me. My cycling was simply dangerous to the people surrounding me as well as me. I do remember some..</description>
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