North woods freezers hold food unimaginable to the city slicker
Friends from New York City ask me what it's like to live out here and sometimes I don't know where to begin, or how to explain the differences between living inside the buzzing hive of Brooklyn and here, outside, beneath the quiet moon-washed sky of the rural north.
I grew up here, so moving back home was a familiar return. The reasons I love it are understandably dense and infinite, blurred by the intensity of my childhood memories smacking up against the present.
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