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KiwiBird · 36-40, F
There was a grove of oak trees on the street I grew up on. You could climb up the first one...traverse the tree tops and climb down the last one. A couple of the kids broke arms and one boy fractured his femur. Loved climbing up....down not so much, but by then you had little choice.