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Never look a rasta in the eye

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She was a lovely girl. I respected her in every way. She enjoyed going to the river, which was walking distance from her somewhat modern log cabin that sat peacefully in the hills of Orcas Island off the store of Washington State. She claimed that the river had more in it that just water. She said it contained the answer to self contentment, and she would go to it to praise it and admire it. She couldn't explain it to me in any more depth than that. But I think that it was the deepest explanation of anything I had ever heard.