Some places, some lands and terrains and microclimates, they are harsh. Others are kind.
You feel this in an intimate physical way when you touch your environment. In a lush place trees and bushes and the grass tend to have a softness, an inviting character. In a land of scarcity pricklies and itchers claim dominion. They don’t want you around. They in fact want no one and nothing else around. They wish to live and know that not everybody is going to make it.
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