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THE STREETS AS QUIET AS A MOUSE.
EVERYONE JUST CHILLING IN THEIR HOUSE.
NOT MANY CARS DRIVE PAST.
IF SO THEY’RE NOT GOING VERY FAST.
FRIDAYS ALWAYS BUSY.
LAST DAY OF THE WEEK.
KIDS COMING OUT TO PLAY HIDE ‘N’ SEEK.
“HOPE YOU DON’T FALL IN THE CREEK!”
ROLLING DOWN THE HILL ON OUR PUSH- BIKES.
THE WIND BLOWING HEAVILY THROUGH MY WAVEY HAIR, IS THE SORT OF FEELING I LIKE.
“BE BACK BEFORE THE SUN GOES DOWN!”
AT THAT TIME, YOU’LL NEVER CATCH ANYBODY IN THE