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When I was a little boy growing up in the countryside of the Northwest in the USA, I loved the celebration of the 4th of July, American Independence Day. In our small town we had a parade that went through the main street. The policemen and firefighters would drive their cars, all shiny with their flashing red and blue lights; the local high school’s band would march and play patriotic songs; the cowboys would ride their horses, done up with the fanciest gear  ...</description>
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