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I’m setting up this blog back in Wyoming. It’s 17 degrees outside. I look at the picture and I’m back there with the warm, slightly damp air blowing across our faces and the sound of waves.
If only I could travel there by wormhole, because flying is the pits!
I’ll bet you’d take a wormhole there, wouldn’t you?
Perilously yours,
Pauline
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