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Camp Woodstock

True Story: At Camp Woodstock, on Crystal Lake in Wascott in northern Wisconsin, we had very old fishing line (20 years old?) and we still caught a few walleye. Puck says: That was a miracle! (When we cleaned the fish, we thru the fish guts on the side-hill where a grey fox was waiting to eat.)

My (not so) Happy Ending (no shit)

tiny holes in my tshirts

reclaim your life 💣💣💣

how to commune (when you have loads of money)

what's going on : playing for change

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A River Robbed

Ideas in Motion

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Like the crooked man who lived in a crooked house, it was the characterful, not to say skew-whiff, nature of the house that first drew him there: ‘It works quite well with the higgledy-piggledy of my collecting.’