travel
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by Arabella Windsor There is something wonderfully peculiar about summer in Second Life. Our avatars do not sweat. The air conditioning never breaks. Mosquitoes are entirely optional, sunburn requires a deliberate trip into the appearance editor, and no one has ever had to abandon a perfectly good afternoon because the heat index reached 105 degrees.…
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November 7th I arrived in Oulbury today, the ferry pulling into the little island harbor just as the rain began again — soft at first, then building into a steady rhythm that seemed to echo through the empty streets. The town sits low against the sea, its rooftops dark and glistening, with gulls wheeling overhead…
