Backpack in bumfuck nowhere Canada. Creeps in pickups, no working showers and the violent eldritch beings known as moose.
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There's a dreadful wind blowing. Absolutely marvelous. Nobody else out. Just me and the stars and the moon and the wind, the glorious, glorious wind. We danced. We sang. She threw leaves in my face and I blew her a kiss. I was shouting at the heavens. THIS is LIFE.