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He comes walking down the footpath, each footstep erased in the sand by a slight breeze. Two pre-adolescent girls giggle softly as the eccentric gentleman passes by, not quite a stranger but not amiable enough to be accepted into this social world. He does not seem to take notice of the girls. Like a car accident on the highway people gathered just to look at his long disheveled beard. The rumors were that he had gone into a desolate tract of the wilderness and come out an altered man, a man wit… Continue