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Water, water everywhere.

While I walked through the backallies of the neighbourhood, under the shelter of an old umbrella, I occasionally stopped to nudge accumulations of leaves and helicopter seeds from the storm gutters underfoot. One has to wonder how many fewer shoes would be ruined and how many feet would be left unsoaked by the city if folks would clear the gutters next to their homes.

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