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Forward, backward, up, down and around and around: Motion is everywhere.
(Even things that seem static aren’t.)
Bands of headlights are veins in the night, the pulse of a highway that never sleeps.
Children look upon static loved ones as animals take them on a whimsical ride.
And raindrops pour out of the sky, forcing faces into hiding under colorful canopies.
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