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No Direction Home I can never look at a wind vane without thinking of Bob Dylan's song Like a Rolling Stone. No matter that I've been here in the village a third of my life, I know I'm still just camping out, a wanderer, a fortunate hobo. And I think of the Zen master who said that the glass is already broken. How sweet, how fleeting, how dreamlike. Oh, and about those spots to the right of the vane and just underneath it - it's been so dry and calm here lately that the spiders are building webs everywhere.
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