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You can call me a wind lover. I take pleasure in feeling it on my face, the way it hurts my skin when I'm speeding on a motorcycle. It may seem crazy to run like this without wearing protection, like a helmet, "but life is short and if you don't make the most of it, feeling the best it can offer, then you can't say you really lived", at least that's what he told me when he called me to get on the back and leave for our new destination.
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