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There’s something delicious about writing those first few words of a story. You can never quite tell where they will take you. Mine took me here, where I belong.

— Beatrix Potter

I sit writing on my porch, lifting my eyes to watch the waterfowl fish in the channel and the coyotes frolic in the dunes as the rabbits outfox the condors, I so get this.

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Author: David Wolf

An adviser to corporations and organizations on strategy, communications, and public affairs, David Wolf has been working and living in Beijing since 1995, and now divides his time between China and California. He also serves as a policy and industry analyst focused on innovative and creative industries, a futurist, and an amateur historian.

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