I'm sitting at a table inside the Florence public library.
It's the first time that I've had access to electricity in five days.
I met a man travelling by bicycle from Alaska to Argentina.
Twenty-five thousand kilometers.
His name is also my name.
For the next five days, rain.
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| The Argentine |
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| Skemp |
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| Indeed |
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| Old Hwy 101 |