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Random thoughts

It's name is Nemo but you don't find it, it finds you.

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I remember growing up on a farm in th upper midwest and having to tie a rope from the back door of the farmhouse out to the barn in order to be able to find your way to the barn in order to feed, and care for the farm animals sheltered there. The snow was so heavy that if you didn't do this you would get lost in a total white out, and this was in March.