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Very unchivalrous the world counts these woodsmen; — very little the world knows about their ways and romances, for nowhere does romance bear a more fragrant blossom or bloom so long. The sprig of cedar, many years preserved, because with it a woman crowned an act of daring; the wild flower, pressed in the crumpled corner of a greasy pocketbook, because a woman called it beautiful; the chance track in the roadway where a week before an unknown woman stepped, kept from obliteration just because s
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― The Penobscot Man
― The Penobscot Man
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While it seems insane that my fate would be to crash into a snowbank three days before Christmas and be rescued by polyamorous loggers, here I am.
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― Axes & O's
― Axes & O's
