Today I was walking outside. As I approached an oak I saw falling a batch of leaves all hanging on the same little stick, very light and thin, just barely enough to hold the bunch together. As the leaves fell, they swirled around in the air, like the blades of a helicopter, trying vainly to return to their former glorious heights. As they continued
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