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“She thought a lot about forward movement these days— and standing still. Sometimes, even if you were peddling for all you were worth, it was hard to tell if you were getting anywhere. But every day she told herself she was making this work. She would makes this work. She kept her dreams small, so they were reachable.” — Mary e. Pearson