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After that, I’m cruisin’ down to the park near the Rumoi Station. It’s a nice spot, but the wind’s pickin’ up. I’m lookin’ at this big ol’ pine tree, and I’m like, “You better hold on tight, buddy.” Just then, BAM! A branch falls right next to me. I jump like I’m in a horror movie! Heart’s racin’. I’m like, “Okay, that’s it. I’m outta here!”

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