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Home is where the heart is, we say, rubbing the flint of one abstraction against another.

Diane Ackerman

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Diane Ackerman
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: October 7
Author
Naturalist
Non-Fiction Writer
Poet
Screenwriter
Writer
Waukegan
Illinois
Abstraction
Another
Home
Heart
Flint
Rubbing

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