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Santa Fe: A Hostel, A Horse, A Healing

Nobody was up at five. Or at six. Barely, at seven.

I’d been up since four, and had already cleaned my room such as I could without using the vacuum cleaner leaning against the hall wall twelve feet outside my door.

I padded barefoot into the kitchen where a few people were moving around sombambulantly. I grabbed the heavy kitchen trash cans and walked gingerly across the…

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Julia E Hubbel

Horizon Huntress, prize-winning author, adventure traveler, boundary-pusher, wilder, veteran, aging vibrantly. I own my sh*t. Let’s play! www.walkaboutsaga.com