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A family of seven rides by on a motorbike. That’s Dad, a mom in a sari and five kids.  The youngest is in Mom’s arms as she straddles the scooter sidesaddle. The next youngest is in Dad’s a4ms. The other three kids hang on loosely like everyone does this all the time.

All on a skinny little motorbike.

Things go further and last longer here.

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