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I was becoming a squatter. I made camp on the divider-line. It was always under dispute. You have to be a nomad, follow the reignhere. Talk about check-out the real-estate by sleeping on it. For sum consecutive acquiescent nights; pulling up camp and moving into a new border-mark the next day. Borderline everywhere. I never liked them didn't make sense. But they have what is inside the borders. They build and maintain it. I forever liked these people. I liked their commitment. They were always good to me.
The types and early on there are character types, and the idea I believe way back then was, to check-out the repeat ratio. The discussion going such that they voiced a repeat, indicating a circuit completed, a perimeter, a border, a fence, that was the logical thiswhythis without exception. This was the whymight limit. Not much range there. These cowboys, they liked the range. Myself I believed it to be totally imaginary. Its a big me. Its so big I don't want to go anywhere. I am the same here as there. The vast prairie plains, what's the difference. Got to be one place. They were the whistle while you work crowd. Hey - you can't argue with happiness. I agreed with that, the difference being my range was Indian-style.
They didn't get that. I didn't get them, but slept in their bed, so best keep my mouth shut. I always preferred the book Tom Sawyer to Huckleberry Finn, although the latter is considered the best. It was the river and where does it go ? I stepped off the ferry boat and came ashore, moved-in for a trial-time.
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