For it is beginning with this strange spatial extraterrestrialness - this non-place in the literal sense of the word - that we can take a fresh look at our reality, […]
She could fight, too, when I got snuffy. […] Once I come home from elk camp so drunk I couldn't hardly sit my horse, and Sylvie near to kilt me, she fought me so hard.
Yet not to Earth's contracted Span, / Thy Goodneſs let me bound; […]
My father tongue was Welsh, the only language ever used between my father and his mother; …
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