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I slept well that night; my dreams filled with ambitions of what I would be able to do with the new knowledge that I had gained for the following day.
When I awoke, I dressed and left the small library I called my home. It was going to be a beautiful day and I breathed in the fresh sea air as I walked to the public beach several blocks away.
My mind raced at the possibilities now presented to me; I now could do what most would consider the
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