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Thinking of Kate

I I was a little world-weary by the time I was 17. I was a city kid from an affluent neighbourhood, had already held a variety of jobs, had indulged in various romances, travelled in Europe and had the chapter of drunken teenage parties well behind me. I signed up for a Junior Forest Ranger program in northern Ontario that summer, and I was put in a cabin with Kate. We couldn’t have had more different backgrounds. Kate was from a pig farming family. She lived a 20 minute drive from Wingham, Ontario. She was away from home for the first time. Kate had never dated anyone. I cleaved towards Kate. She was totally wide-eyed and unfiltered. She shared her opinions like they were guilty secrets sh

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