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If running was scorned, And people laughed at runners- I would still go run. In old clothes, worn shoes, I sneak out, before the birds can raise an alarm. The pre dawn dark cloaks my lonely loping figure, seeking the

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Marathoner, Detroit native, Red Sox Nation member, lover of all things "all singing/all dancing" and glad you're here. Friends with Coco, Caroline and Simon (2 cats & the Eclectus Parrot).

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