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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Thursday, December 1, 2005

The little train that ran the thirteen miles between Metcalf and Clifton, Arizona

And something I didn't know: Jewish pioneers were responsible for the first railroad in Arizona.


I'm off. I'll be staying in Clifton, Morenci's sister town, where I also grew up. It's listed as a ghost town now. I didn't know. It died with the unions, it seems.

See you when I get back.

"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"


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