I have walked 45 km with a copy of the second chapter, wrapped in a plastic bag inside my pocket. The bag got torn and the copy was soaked in sweat, the words mummbeling and streched over each other until I reached the end.
I hanged the pages on a little white rope in my tent. I hope they'll dry readable, because I need the copy to scribble my note on.
— Jun 18, 2017 12:12PM
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