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When I was a boy back home in the States, kites were easy to find and at $1.99, I could always talk my mom into buying one. Made of plastic tubes and something akin to a plastic bag, they were usually emblazoned with your favorite superhero or the classic cheap kite, two enormous blood- shot eves inappropriately named "The Bat." I remember the io7 of liftoff, the sorrow of power lines