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RandomA hot wind was passing over Venice. It was August 1669, a crowd was in the congested streets, the maze of streets were full of open shops on that hot afternoon. The sun blazed in the sky, to the untrained eye there was nothing but the sun but there was a young boy. About the age of 12, he was gliding on a stick that had a wing-like structure. The young boy's name was Leonardo, he was testing out his new perfected version of Daedalus's own wax wings, though no wax was used in the glider he was using now because under the Venice sun it would burn and he'd fall to his death. So far the version was working well, his hand in the iron handle bars tRandom
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you'll end up dead anyway.
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