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Dick Smith on Forest Access

Kiddin’ around on La Cumbre Peak, the warm apricot glow of that slanted winter light. “And it was one of those days in the high pines when the sun and sweet breeze get into your underwear.” —Don DeLillo, Underworld (1997) … Continue reading →

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