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Tom Thomson
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Follow the Journal of My Last Spring on nostr. Tweeting in real-time from 1917
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The smell of balsam fir is much preferable to coal smoke and raw sewage
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Advice from Bell: 'Practice over the wire the same courtesy and kindness as in personal face-to-face intercourse.' image
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Park Rule: Netting or snaring of birds is prohibited.
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The typical Canadian is materialistic and conventional.
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I never truly realized what I had, but others did.
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My painting is going well, three canvases about finished.
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Whenever I got robbed it was for good reason. The robber needed the money more than me.
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In the city, one loses connection with the sun and sky
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Without a pipe of tobacco and a good drink nothing can be done.
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My father thought his boys owed him a living and forced us to stay on the farm until 21.
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In 1906 my brother George gave up being a businessman and went to NY City to become an artist.
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Be humble, be healthy, be willing to be taught.
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If you admire my work, I'd likely give it to you.
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Whenever I got robbed it was for good reason. The robber needed the money more than me.
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I never interfere with my friends' affairs, but the reverse isn't necessarily true
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I bought my canoe in 1915; it disappeared in 1917.
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A lovely landscape cannot appreciated by an unlovely mind.