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March 15, 2014
The Taiga is a million optical illusions.
You shudder at tree stumps shaped like men. You turn around and it's exactly as it was in front — snow, thickets, birch, fir, pine. A copy-paste landscape of clones. Hunting the Lynx | Standpoint
Posted by gerardvanderleun at March 15, 2014 8:00 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.