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My little town will never make it to a calendar of USA, yet there is a spot which never fails to delight me whenever I go. There is a little hill on the way to my children's school. It must be the highest place in town. As I drive up, I get ready for IT. Just before the summit, I hold my breath for a second. And then... There! Before my eyes, the whole vista stretches out to the blue layered hilles at the horizon. I ignore some ugly buildings. It's not hills and valleys of my beloved Wales, but it's beautiful all the same. I want to gaze and gaze, but of course I shouldn't while I'm driving.
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