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		<title>By: Se Hace Camino Al Andar / Slice of Life: Inhale, Exhale</title>
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		<description>[...] After class, I walked out into a bright, sunny day with a twinge of warmth in the air. The morning had been windy but the wind was gone. I had a burst of energy as I walked home, eager to get started on a planned hike. We got Alice dressed (after much struggle&#8211;apparently, she finds the color brown offensive and refused the first two pairs of  brown pants we attempted to dress her in!) and hustled out the door. We took a quick car ride up to the trailhead at the edge of town that leads to Poet&#8217;s Seat Tower, and walked a half-mile up to the top where we saw amazing views of our little town. It was a short visit as Alice had morphed into her alterego, HRH Cranky Pantalones. In her defense, she was teething and desperately needed a nap. But nevermind. We still got our fresh air and some great pictures. [...]</description>
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