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  1. Wendy Ice
    September 6, 2018 @ 6:18 pm

    Your life makes me happy. I am happy to think that you could never imagined five years ago that your “niche” would be this, that there’s a bear of a man named Wolfgang who wants to bring you coal, and that you feel safe. You, no doubt, feel safe largely because you are so completely centered there. Right where you belong, in every sense. (And now you can also become a graphite smuggler, supplying art stores everywhere with “artisanal” Svalbard graphite. You can probably charge whatever you like. Plus, being a smuggler adds a nice swagger to your unfolding tale.)

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    • Elizabeth Bourne
      September 7, 2018 @ 5:55 am

      I love the notion of being a graphite smuggler! Another niche for me to occupy. 🙂 And yes, I bet that would be another entertaining market — At least now we know where Santa gets all that coal for naughty children. This is truly a strange and magical place. I really do feel like the skin between the material world and the numinous world is thinner in the north.

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  2. Marti Dell
    September 6, 2018 @ 6:23 pm

    I so love reading what you write, and getting a clear vision of – part of – what you are experiencing. Even though I miss you a lot, I am so very glad you are doing this. Thank you so much for sharing the experience.

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    • Elizabeth Bourne
      September 7, 2018 @ 5:53 am

      Thank you, I’m glad you’re enjoying hearing about my life here. It is everything I hoped for, and perhaps more. It is going to be hard to leave.

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