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	<title>Comments on: hellooooo LA (or at least the L.A. Times)!!!! good gracious!!! from sunday&#8217;s paper</title>
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		<title>By: T. Breeze VerDant</title>
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		<description>Visiting in Lisa&#039;s home town and vicinity in Colorado, mutual friends loaned my wife and I this book with instructions to mail it back when done.  This book is like Colorado, it&#039;s beauty cuts me like a knife that opens new space that has to be integrated over time.  Heading back towards the Denver airport I saw open grasslands with distant mountains and could briefly in my mind seize the vision of being a native on a wild partner of a horse loving this land deeply.  As I said, like a knife...</description>
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