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I remember my 2 older brother spinning me on the little merry go round thing at the park till I would pass out. Now those things are tiny and don't spin at all. We used to play in concrete sewer pieces when they were ripping up our streets. Me and a buddy used to swing from small branches across his Dad's wood pile in his back yard. I must have ridden a million miles on a bike between the ages of 6 and 14.
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