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I love my neighborhood. On my walk yesterday I happened upon this little boy fishing patiently in a puddle alongside the road. I asked him
if he was having any luck and he said no. He didn’t have any bait on his hook. There’s a lesson there somewhere. But it didn’t seem to bother
him. He was still fishing when I passed by on my way home.
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