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I drove all over the Ozarks in search of answers. I found them in the twinkle of the Christmas lights, in the silence of a dead campus, in the forgotten lyrics of Joni Mitchell songs, and in the memories of my old favorite spots. But the best part of looking for inspiration through a lense is how you forget to look at yourself.

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