a short walk in the light of the world

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with breaks for coffee and snacks

 As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the ocean:
‘Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealer revelator. Look at it,
Rising up and rising down, taking everything with it.’
     ‘What’s that?’ Anna asked.
     ‘Water,’ the Dutchman said. ‘Well, and time.’
                                     — Peter Van Houten, An Imperial Affliction