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We lived on the side of a mountain at the gateway to the Smokey Mountain National Park for several years. It was very beautiful, humbling, and feral. I felt like an interloper. There were bears and copperheads and skinks in the yard, in the fall the trees filled with massive spider webs. Magical and dangerous. Humans think themselves far more important than they are.

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