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&lt;p&gt;It is no real surprise that I wake up on Saturday morning with an overwhelming urge to leave my house and let the cold, crisp air clear my head; a succession of events having left me feeling emotionally over extended as though more activity had been packed into the preceding two week period than the entirety of the year before that. My friends O and Alf must bear some of the responsibility for catalyzing those events, as does a not quite &lt;em&gt;out-of-the-blue response&lt;/em&gt; to an application I had, almost as a matter of last resort, tossed out three months before. A brown roll and an egg chased down with a cup of strong black coffee and a quick Google search later, I am awake enough to grab my water proof jacket and head out into the streets with the &lt;a href=&#34;http://www.aboutaberdeen.com/torry-battery-aberdeen.php&#34;&gt;Torry Battery&lt;/a&gt; as my destination.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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