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Personal Narrative: The Woman Around Road

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Thank to one of the woman around road we’re lost, she show us where to go. We finally came back to the trial, and continue the journey. The weather is better, no more rain, but sunny and warm.I change the food portion into filling, for family gain better health. And ride on the normal pace for better safety.

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