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What an essay! Every word is perfectly weighted and calibered and with it you manage to make misery sound incredibly beautiful. These long nights and short days, frigid temperatures and temperamental creek seem to all have contributed to your strength. Feeling humbled

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Lovely essay. When I’m going through a rough mental patch, I often soothe myself with daydreams about escaping to a tiny cabin somewhere north of Fairbanks to live out my solitary life hauling wood, cooking beans, and shoveling snow. The reality, of course, would be far from idyllic … and yet.

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