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I drove over, and sure enough, there was this massive tree blocking the road. I couldn’t believe it. I mean, it was a big one! I had to call in the crew to help clear it. While I was waiting, I noticed a bunch of kids playing nearby. They were riding their bikes, laughing, and just having a blast. It made me smile. Kids really know how to enjoy life, huh?

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