Another day of horrible weather, which didn't make driving to pick up son from the station very pleasant. In the dark and rain on the way back I was unable to swerve when I saw a duck in the road; the dull thud confirmed there would be one less duck on someone's Xmas table. I always feel bad increasing the road kill numbers, even when it was a rat that fell victim to my bike's front wheel a couple of months ago. The rat had a curse however, as my front brake now squeals despite a thorough wash.
None of the above has anything to do with the extreme edit abstract.
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