. Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. Thwart me, and I become your mortal enemy. “We’ve all been mixing our ideas, and we’ve got intellectual hot coppers— every blessed one of us.
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