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When you first set eyes on her, the lump in your throat tells you you’re in for a hell of a ride. The next several months are going to be full of wonder and learning, all about her. But before you actually get to meet her, you recall what you've heard so much about her. How to greet her and how to board her. You recall the stories that have indoctrinated you to her majestic stance, her task in life, her tonnage.
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