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" It happened that morning, then, just after sunrise, that Jonathan Livingston Seagull fired
directly through the centre of Breakfast Flock, ticking of two hundred twelve miles per hour, eyes closed in a great roaring shriek of wind and feathers. The Gull of Fortune smiled upon him this once, and no
one was killed."
Jonathan Livingston Seagull - a story, Richard Bach 1970
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