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In a town I used to live in was a large, undeveloped area. This area was full of big fir trees and lots of heavy underbrush. I enjoyed exploring this area, following the many meandering paths that weaved through the brush. There was a long cyclone fence that marked the border between the forest and the back of the local elementary school. About six to eight feet on the inside of the fence, towards the school, were several large bushes that blocked the view between the school playground and the woods.