Every evening at about the same time a girl runs by our kitchen window on the coulees. Without fail she is there hot, cold, wind or rain. She is a dedicated athlete. And even though I do not know this girl and we have never spoken, she is a kindred spirit. In her form, her consistency and speed you can see she loves to run. This is my connection to her and although it may sound cheesy we speak volumes as she passes by.
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