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When I was a little kid, I really enjoyed watching ducks land on water. They would naturally flare, waterski on their little feet, retract their landing gear and slide to a stop. It was so extremely cool to me.

Collected their rogue feathers laying around in the park, and held them in each hand as I ran down the hill – totally convinced if I flapped my arms hard enough, I would come off the ground. Isn’t that silly.

A man’s gotta dream.