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I visit my hometown’s rink hoping to get some training in but chuckle to myself when I see a crowd of people celebrating a party. Birthday banners were hung everywhere and classic rock songs were blaring from the speakers. I shrug and decided to crash the party since I’m here anyways. I sit on the bench to fasten my skates and see a beautiful yet clumsy girl struggling to put her skates on. I walk up to her and look down at her struggling figure. What an interesting way to put the skates on.