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Were a wind to arise
I could put up a sail
Were there no sail
I’d make one of canvas and sticks
—Bertolt Brecht, ‘Motto’
(Buckow Elegies)
Beware, o wanderer, the road is walking too.
—Rainer Maria Rilke
My head is my only house unless it rains
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—Don Van Vliet