There’s something about November that feels like a halfway house between dreams. The fiery rush of October’s foliage still lingers in the air, but the faint jingle of December is already warming up backstage. It’s the season of almosts: almost winter, almost the holidays, almost ready for what’s next. And honestly, isn’t that exactly what nomadic life f…
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