And the call isn’t out there at all, it’s inside me. It’s like the tide, always falling and rising. I will carry you here in my heart. You’ll remind me, that come what may, I know the way.
Moana (2016)

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Dear reader, get out your map, pick somewhere and just run. Dear reader, burn all the files, desert all your past lives and if you don't recognize yourself, that means you did it right.

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