A view from the car window, Brockway Rd. – August 2009
I went to the hills because I had no choice but to live fortuitously, to usurp the essential facts of life, and see if I could not unlearn all that I had been taught . . .
A very good book. I don’t remember who recommended it to me first, but I’m glad I took their advice.
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Just down the road.
A view from the car window, Brockway Rd. – August 2009