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at 9 a.m. I usually get a ride to Hana with my friendly neighbor Kai. We work together sometimes and the moment we met on the job I knew he had a good heart. But today he wasn't going in because the brand new Hana High School football team he coaches had its first game ever yesterday and he was worn out. So with cloth grocery sack of twenty HI5 cans and little else I started tramping the 13 miles to Hana because I had to. |
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