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Impending doom: T-minus twenty seconds. Uinta Highline, August 2006 |
My name is Arie Leeflang. I’m named after my sainted grandfather (and
after his grandfather… grandfather… etc.), a Dutch immigrant with the spirit
of a stallion. I was raised in the
City of the I survived my time abroad searching
for my soul; finally finding it in my own backyard. Four of college left me chasing archaeology
jobs until finally wedging my foot in the door. I met my bewitching wife on a lonely beach
that we’ve never left. Years seem to
pass in a single stride. Beyond life, I thrive in the distance,
out of breath, hours yet to travel. I
grasp at the overgrown path, the shorter mountain, and the neglected
relic. Posthole, skin track, 10a, A3;
if no one is there, I am game. contact: delfclimber at hotmail dot com
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