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Unformatted text preview: 8-27-07On This Day in Five YearsI awake to the rustling and bustling noises of my aunt moving around in the kitchen. At 4 in the morning, it is still pitch black outside, only the moon illuminating a small fraction of the sky. I change quickly and see what my aunt is up to. She is already preparing food for breakfast. I sit to the side and watch her every move. Once shes done, she gives me a smile and a nod in my direction to let me know that shes ready for our morning routine exercise. I step outside and breathe in the cool fresh air. Its so quiet and peaceful at the moment, but in a matter of a few hours, the streets will be full of people and honking cars, opening markets and stores with sellers trying to lure people in, and aromas of delicious food being prepared for the days meals wafting in the air. My aunt and I head for the mountains not far from our house. The path alternates between uphills and downhills for about three miles. Its hard work, but once anyone reaches the between uphills and downhills for about three miles....
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- Fall '07