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The Soundwalk The road I have been lived by for three years is a quiet way. Not so many cars, not so many people. But if you walk straight for 10 more minutes, you can see a lively and beautiful park in there ------ The Kissena Park. And, I go there almost every weekend. A Sunday. At 10 o’clock, I wear my casual shoes to walk to the park. It’s a sunny day. Even though there are not so many cars pass through, as usual, there are few people on the sidewalk. A jogging man breathes heavily pass me by. His steps and his breath sound rhythmic. He should jog every day I guess. I keep walking. I hear a dog barking. I see a girl and her dog Schnauzer behind me. According to the bell’s sound, the dog should be so happy about hanging out with that girl. Although I am in front of them, I know they are “following” me (they are going to go to the park also.) because the bell’s sound and its steps sound so funny. Then, at the crossroad, there is a car is waiting for a woman pushin...