Today on my run I realized that I've accomplished another dream that I had as a little child: to live in a place with ice cream trucks. One of the sounds of spring's arrival in my section of New York is the music-box jingle of the ice cream truck coming down the street, like the Pied Piper luring the children out of their homes. And luring me away from my run. I'll take chocolate in a sugar cone, please!
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