I took a small detour on my way to Boston to Concord, Massachusetts in what I would jokingly refer to as an English major's pilgrimage to Ralph Waldo Emerson and Henry David Thoreau's literary muse,
Walden Pond. I wasn't there for long, just sat for a few moments, took a picture or three, and went on my merry way. It made me think back on The Triad
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