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I’m always embarrassed when people ask me about the books I read because I don’t read many books. One reason is that when I do read, I’m easily distracted and often have to reread something to make sure I understood what I just read. Sometimes I want to reread because I want to catch the “music” of the words if they are especially well written.
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Looking at the photo on the book cover — a blur of pedestrians crossing a busy city street — I wondered where it was taken. I noticed that a street sign was in Spanish, and that the buses were blue and red and the taxis were black and gold. With those fragments of visual cues loaded into an image searching site on the Internet, I found a broader crop of the same image and then the exact location: Santiago, Chile.
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While taking a long walk Sunday afternoon on one of Garland’s trails, we heard the familiar cry of a red-tailed hawk and stopped to look up. There it was, soaring with its brown and white striated wings stretched out and silhouetted against the puffy white and gray clouds. We watched and listened and wondered what it was doing and why it kept crying out.
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