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My daily exercise of course would be morning walks on Yantaishan. Regardless of weather or season it was always beautiful. Below the cliffs groups of people sitting on rocks would cast long fishing rods over the sea waters. Meanwhile, others walked along the coastal trail or crossed narrow suspension bridges between rocky outcrops. Again, there were always excuses for me to stop and sit, maybe in a clifftop pavilion to watch roll-on roll-off vehicle ferries head to and from Dalian, six hours across the Gulf.

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