I remember taking my then-four-year old nephew from Chicago on a family hike in the Adirondacks and he kept bellowing, "Where's the path? WHERE IS THE PATH?" meaning the black-topped sidewalk that fizzled out five feet into the wild. They'd have been good friends.
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I remember taking my then-four-year old nephew from Chicago on a family hike in the Adirondacks and he kept bellowing, "Where's the path? WHERE IS THE PATH?" meaning the black-topped sidewalk that fizzled out five feet into the wild. They'd have been good friends.
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He's funny and hungry. So cute. :)
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