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"Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war... Mostly the animals understand their roles, but man, by comparison, seems troubled by a message that... he cannot quite remember or has gotten wrong... Bereft of instinct, he must search continually for meanings..." - Loren Eiseley
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