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my first summer in the sierra
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Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Tangled
When we try
to
pick
out
anything
by itself,
we find it
hitched to everything else in the Universe.
-- John Muir,
My First Summer in the Sierra
1911 | page 110
(arranged quote)
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