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April 7, 2012
“die living” his t-shirt said, though when I hollered love the shirt as he passed us again completing his long run he was teetering on the very same edge which no doubt compelled him in the first place to blazon it on his shirt
we’d been talking about walking the camino and why we might not like it there’s nothing we shouldn’t be able to get over once we get over ourselves, I said, I can’t imagine anything (beyond the Pyrenees) which mightbe a matter of life&death, or that would call for mightily standing guard or parading flags