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Life can be exquisitely tedious sometimes, and when it is, the only thing to do is put on a pair of tattered old trousers, tie your shirt down with a piece of rope, and go cartwheeling through the spring mud until your hands slip and you fall, laughing, seeming recklessly beautiful because of your laugh. The only thing to do, except for getting up again and scouting for a place to wash the mud off.