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It was evening, and that meant taking my bike to G&S practice because the bus workers are on a partial strike. When I got to the bike path, I marveled at how smooth it was compared to the bumpy sides of Donegani. And then, on the other side of the path, appeared a smallish furry animal with stripes. "Oh no oh no," I thought. "It's a skunk, I'm going too fast, it'll get scared and spray me AND the snacks I'm carrying." To my relief, it was a smallish raccoon. It swished its striped tail and retreated to the grassy ditch.
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