The ingredients of your park
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Run, Mule, Run Sofia Rossi The ingredients of your parkRun, Mule, Run! The unpredictable race that starts at random and ends in glory The lights come on, the crowd holds its breath, and four mules take to the wildest course in the West. In Run, Mule, Run!, you don't win by pushing the fastest donkeyyou win by figuring out which one is really running for you. The colored arrows are your only language: they indicate who to move, how far to advance, and when to take risks. Every push seems innocent, every