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The sweet suburban breeze rushing past you as you stand under a street lamp, its haunting yellow light casting an foreboding warm tinge on the world of the night.
The interesting conversation with the groundskeeper while sitting on a bench in the empty church courtyard.
The uninhibited and heart-warming laughter of local barkadas as they while the night away drinking beer at the local sari-sari store.
The loving way the middle-aged Korean couple teased each other while taking their nightly stroll through the village.
My trusty iPod serenading me with Chopin and his nocturnes while I make my way through the streets, my feet walking but my mind soaring.
These are things I would have never seen, heard, or felt had I chosen to do my usual run. The impromptu decision to have a change of pace and go out into the night in my plaid shorts and Sanuks was, perhaps, the right thing to do tonight.
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