The poetry of motion! The real way to travel! The only way to travel! Here today -- in the next week tomorrow! Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped -- always somebody else's horizons! O bliss! O poop-poop! O my! O my!
-- from The Wind in the Willows, 1908
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
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