When I was 20, I rode horses, swam, rode a bike, skied, but I never ice skated. My best friend, who visited me for sketching on weekends, once told me, there should be nothing in this world you can't do, she said, trust me. And after midnight, when yard was empty, we went to the ice skating rink. Since that it was our little secret, we skated at night for years. She died 22 years ago. And I never ice skated since then. And never will.
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