Much later: oh my. Starting reading Ivan Doig's Winter brothers : a season at the edge of America. It's absolutely wonderful: beautifully written and about the native peoples of this Peninsula. Well, one. The Makah.
It's basically a Really Good Thing that coming here and no longer being able to read exactly what I prefer all the time — as I was able to do at my former place of work — has forced me to widen what I'm willing to try to read. Reading is more like a radio station with occasionally eclectic programming, chance widening the pleasure zone; and less like a party tape of songs, even a really good one.
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