the Infinite Monkey speaks: on roads
Random brilliance from across the blogosphere…
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A map is the story of the road, told true from first to last, but it is not the road. Contour lines, floating on the flat surface like ripples in a lake, are someone else’s story. Your feet must walk the road and find what elevation means.
– yearstricken
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steadily skipping stones 