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Wandering's End 6 March 2006
So comforting to see the glow of civilization at the end of a chilly twilight hike. I suspect we are programmed to feel this way, to seek out, moth-like, a warm cozy light in the distance--whether it comes in the form of a roaring campfire or a dim restroom bulb.

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