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Yesterday I found a way to be treated nicely in Carlisle; dress up in a dinosaur suite. People stopped by to talk, kids waved at me and all of a sudden it was accepted to climb a tree. About a year ago I blogged about a forest I had discovered a few minutes from my house. In the forest I found huge climbable trees and defied the rules of appropriate behavior for my age, and climbed one. Back then people shouted "freak!" at me. Wearing a dinosaur suite this time, I came across as more sane?
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