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Up in the skies of America, there was a man flying. He continued keeping track of supplies around the farm, and Metropolis. Checking other communities like the small group in New York. And also tracking for new arrivals around. Always seems to more and more everyday. He was flying at a low cruising altitude so people or useful things weren't overlooked as his flight path took him across states.