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The sky was clear blue and the air crisp and light, a perfect mid September day. We decided to bike to Marina Bay, one of our favorite routes, about 20 miles from home. Flags were posted in town and there were ceremonies in progress at the fire station. In the neighboring town, we biked by a cemetery.
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