“Be in this world as if you are a traveler, a passerby, with your clothes and shoes full of dust. Sometimes you sit under the shade of a tree, sometimes you walk in the desert. Be always a passerby, for this is not home.”
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The city is quiet all who can have fled to camp or cottage to beach and to water. Still we remain. (file under not-robot barcode art)
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