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The old man, the mayor, was trying to say that the world was knit together with threads we could not see, that the wind was a bridge between people.

|n|otabilia 474 ⁂ Michael Martone ⁂ "The Mayor of the Sister City Speaks to the Chamber of Commerce in Klamath Falls, Oregon, on a Night in December in 1976" || read it in , a daily(ish) newsletter: ktxc.to/nbts

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