For three long years, Ingvar walks across the strikingly diverse landscape of rural Victoria in Australia –across “a wide treeless plateau of rolling hills and swirling mist”, under “thin clouds [as they] skated across a full moon”, and through “remnants of rainforest and dappled light”. He perceives himself to be a severely flawed man. Stops are brief as “to
Off the grid
May 06, 2024
2 minutes
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