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Fool’s Journey #3: Wherever You Are, There Is Another Door.

Smoke Smoke’s way’s a good way– find, or be rebuffed and gone: a day and a day, the whole world home. – Smoke? Into the mountains I guess a long time ago. Once here, yes, everywhere. Say anything? No. – … Continue reading

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