As an American, I have to admit my propensity for the Fourth of July - Independence Day. The celebration is all about freedom - freedom from oppression, freedom to choose, freedom to be, to imagine being, anything one wishes. No question about it. But for me it's the fireworks. You see, I was born on the Third of July, and believed until I was six that the fireworks the next day were in celebration of my having been born! Really! I was totally crushed when my school chums refused to back down...
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