July 2010
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They Were Collaborators #651 →
June 2010
On Top of the World →
Getting groceries means having to cross the 70th parallel, which fills me with an unjustifiable sense of regret. There’s something glorious about being out and about in my shirtsleeves at 70˚N that loses all its savor down at 69˚59’. Never mind that I am still north of all of mainland Canada, north of Alaska (except for a tiny sliver of the North Slope) and very much north of you. We...
