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morning as I rode the bus here, I saw a young mother pushing a stroller
with her little one toddling along, and I had this thought. The smiling
faces of people passing by are beautiful. I¡¯m filled with joy when I
see things like that—more than seeing any other kind of scenery.¡±
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