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I've been off the road about 8 years now, but I still find a need to sit by rivers. Maybe it's a hobo thing. Rivers provide water for drinking and washing. They provide fish for eating and white noise for sleeping. They take care of all those who take the time to stop and acknowledge them. And yet, a river never stops for you. She doesn't even slow down. Trains and people and love affairs all slow down. Rivers just keep moving downstream, and they don't look back.
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Jun 1, 2017
Jun 1, 2017 at 3:30 PM UTC
Something To Admire/Hobo Wet Dreams
I've been off the road about 8 years now, but I still find a need to sit by rivers. Maybe it's a hobo thing. Rivers provide water for drinking and washing. They provide fish for eating and white noise for sleeping. They take care of all those who take the time to stop and acknowledge them. And yet, a river never stops for you. She doesn't even slow down. Trains and people and love affairs all slow down. Rivers just keep moving downstream, and they don't look back.
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Jun 1, 2017
Jun 1, 2017 at 3:30 PM UTC
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