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  1. I miss sitting, walking, lookioig at and smelling newly cut green GRASS. As a child, it seemed so natural to me to walk barefooted in it; I always was happy after the grass had been mowed, someone using a push machiner that had its purring, start and stop sound. Today, there are millions of yards that have been de- pesticided, mowed furiously with a power mower and very rarely sat upon or spread eagle like on the carpet of grass. Modernity sometimes erases things that should still be alive and well!

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