We all want to see Saturn. It just fell down in the communal vegetable patch.
We all want to see Jupiter. It just landed in the centre of the town square.
It is the dawn of a gorgeous autumn day. I am running down the stairs, quickly and excitedly, with my neighbours following me.
It is the beginning of a warm summer night...
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