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  • I met the bear.

    Trevor had told me about the convention in Winnipeg. That is when the signs started appearing.

    "Winnie the Pooh, without the honey.", they said, then I photographed a beekeeper, then I ran into Winnie after three months, and then I ran into Pooh.

    In a way I was beckoned here. A friend pointed out, "Maybe you're just looking for excuses to go."

    I still like the idea that there was some sense of summoning involved and that we're just beginning our journey together, the bear and I.
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