The evening of July 4th in the US is a dangerous time to go for a walk. I only realized that tonight when I saw that many people in my neighborhood have set up chairs on their driveways, are now seated there snugly under stadium blankets, and are happily watching the fireworks they have lit on their side of the road. I had to learn to dodge, slow down, or cross the street where I normally don't. My planned hour walk quickly turned into a 30-minute dash. Just because I didn't want to get hit by a stray spark or two. Chicken!
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