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Frank was only a couple hundred yards from his camper, but already he was gasping for breath.* He wanted to blame the 8,000 foot elevation of the North Rim, but suspected he couldn’t pin all of his distress on the thin air.* After all, he hadn’t engaged in anything more strenuous than a fast walk since high school.* And he hadn’t been in great shape then, either.
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