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I was a wild child, and I couldn't imagine a future where I wasn't a child who climbed rocks and slept in caves. At school, a sentence, a word, or a comma was enough to shoot me to some remote place, a landscape to explore, full of life and details. I rarely finished reading their books, and then there would be a test I couldn't complete. They never asked me about those second places, about all the places I escaped to. 20 years have passed, and I'm still there.