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The sun was high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the vast field of round hay bales. The farmer, was hard at work, stacking bales onto the back of his truck. He wiped his brow and took a sip of water from his canteen, surveying the field with a sense of pride.
For weeks, he had been working tirelessly to harvest the hay and bale it up, and now it was finally time to transport it to his barn for storage. He had always loved the smell of fresh hay, and the sight of the bales stacked high was a testament to his hard work and dedication.