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I sometimes frown upon Canadian stereotypes until I remember that I once found a large jar of maple syrop in the cupboard, that my uncle tapped from his trees. I sometimes frown upon Canadian stereotypes until I remember that I once found a large jar of maple syrop in the cupboard, that my uncle tapped from his trees.
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