I live at a unique point on the planet. Looking west out my Seattle apartment windows on a clear day, I can see the stunning majesty of the Olympic Mountains, pink when they catch the rising sun, purple at sunset. But gazing out my windows, I often cannot help but recall that 20 miles to More

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