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    ✦ ZINE ✦

    Eleven Days North

    by Your Name

    Eleven Days North

    A journal kept badly, which is the only way it gets kept at all

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    Article

    Day One — Arrival

    Landed at four in the afternoon into a darkness that felt like nine at night. I had read about this and still was not ready for it. The light here does not fade so much as get called away. The man at the guesthouse asked how long I was staying and, when I said eleven days, nodded in a way that suggested this was either far too long or nowhere near enough. I have not worked out which yet.
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    First morning, from the window
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    Article

    Day Four — The Road East

    Three hours of driving with nothing to look at, which turned out to be the thing worth looking at. Snow, then rock, then snow again, and a horizon so flat and uninterrupted that the car felt stationary. Stopped at a petrol station that also sold wool, hardware, and hot dogs. Bought all three. The woman behind the counter spoke four languages and used them all within about ninety seconds, cycling through until she found one that landed.
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    "
    You are not lost. There is only one road. — a genuinely useful thing someone told me on day five
    overheard
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    The road east

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    Day Eleven — Leaving

    Woke at five for the flight and stood outside for a while in a cold that had stopped being remarkable somewhere around day six. That is the strange arithmetic of a trip: you spend the first half being astonished and the second half acclimatising, and then you leave just as the place has started to feel ordinary. I think ordinary is the point. Anyone can be impressed by somewhere for a weekend. Eleven days is long enough to be bored there, and being bored somewhere is a kind of belonging.
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    Eleven Days North

    by Your Name

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