In the lonely places where I prefer to be, the air is so clean it feels as though it could heal all ills. People are so widely spaced that each one of us seems unique and entire. Growing up in relative emptiness is a gift.Maybe not. The world is teeming and we should accept that. It leads to culture, and sophisticated and challenging thought. But I've been told that children from the lonely places often do well in this world.
I think the real answer is that it doesn't matter. We live. We die. Where doesn't matter.
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