ice sailboat
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Calgary, 2005.12.20
My father and girlfriend standing on a frozen Ghost Lake. I'm not sure what that kind of vehicle is called.
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twenty-seven years and one million words
My father and girlfriend standing on a frozen Ghost Lake. I'm not sure what that kind of vehicle is called.
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A child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to finally feel its warmth.
—African proverb