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As the family gathered for cocktail hour, my nephew asked me to bring him a virgin daquiri—and I answered that I could, but by the time I brought it to him, it would just be a daquiri.
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It's not weird, but it is a little sad, in a faded blue and frayed sky kind of way. No one was saved from anything. Whatever it is, it came after us with relentless energy. It overcame us on the trail many times, leaving us bruised and torn to…
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