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But if you get all the components together, then everything goes more easily and what had been remembered as awful turns out to be as pleasant an experience as you’ve ever had.
There is magic associated with climbing early and it means that all those stories you can tell yourself about the way things are get to be re-examined under the light of two dimensions. If you tip the Space Needle over twenty times, downtown is navigated—which suggests that bullshit remains alive even in the era of devices with all the answers.
More importantly, there’s no way that the eminently rideable isn’t still a bit more surprising than anticipated; and since, as physics shows, unless we can move at many times the current rate of speed, we’ll inevitably clog up while focusing the stream, it follows that the emergence around some sort of warmth is always in store.
But talk about gilding the lily!
If a simple combination of fun is good, then clearly, more of that is even better.
This is not, however, an effective strategy in every instance, or so, anyway, I have heard.
Consequently, getting to admire a view usually privy only to those who choose to ignore it in lieu of each other, is not to be missed, although when you have the opportunity to watch intrepid souls teeter-tottering over the fire, you know that all the fun has been earned, not that the cost per unit of it is even noticeable.
“I remember when all we needed for a good time was a firepit and a length of burning driftwood,” is a claim which assures me there will always be something slightly more amazing, the experience of which has pretty much been my experience so far.
No doubt there are neighborhoods yet to be shared, but at this point why worry since all the ingredients for a strange tomorrow are already in store?
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