Imagine an old log cabin, tucked away in the boreal forest, on the shore of a beautiful little lake. Rock outcroppings of the granite Canadian Shield provide a fishing platform a mere 50 feet from the door. The fish are biting (as are the mosquitoes and black flies, but we'll ignore that for the sake of the picture i'm trying to paint here). You launch your canoe and are silently tootling around the reed beds and pine-studded islands, spotting sunbathing turtles, diving otters, beaver, pelicans, loons...
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