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My Boots Knew Viðey's Secret Before I Did

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. Last time, I rescued this newsletter from quicksand and proclaimed I wouldn't neglect it again. Well, here I am, delivering. Once again, I'm spotlighting an occurrence in the capital. But this has no trumpets, banners, or tasty fish soups.

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A Snail Does Displace

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Sjómannadagurinn Reeled Me in Like the Pisces I Am

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. No, you're not hallucinating. Yes, this is a new Earthshine transmission, the first one in … 13 months. Coincidentally, this is issue 13, which I happen to be writing at 13 hours. You're not superstitious, are you? Look, it'

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Rest Assured, I Assured Rest

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The Day My Voice Grew Wings

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What the Hello Was That?!

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. If you've been following this newsletter, you may remember that six months ago, I introduced a transmission with the following statement: The previous issue diverged slightly from the structure I've been employing, and I feel Earthshine should continue this

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A Bundle of Fun in Good Company

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Sakura-Bathing in Showa Kinen Park

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. Spring is in the air. Yes, even here, in two-season Iceland. Iceland. I live there, which means I don't live elsewhere, which means I'll miss my dear cherries (blossoms) for the second year in a row. Sniff-sniff!

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30 Is a Great Number

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I Wouldn't Mind Being a Bird in Yufuin

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. I'm amazed that this newsletter is in its tenth issue. On the other hand, I'm saddened that only 10 out of the 100+ walks I have in my (evergrowing) archive have seen the light of day. I often wonder

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A Tear Moved Out of My Left Eye

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The Usual Suspects of Rauðavatn

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. If you're one of those who also reads my other newsletter Moonquake, particularly the latest issue, the choice of walk for this ninth Earthshine transmission won't come as a surprise to you. … Yes, I'm longing for the

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Without a Whisper, Warning, or Whiff

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The Great Wall of Ardent Self-Promotion

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. Every time I sit down to decide which walk to feature next, I flail like a washed-up fish. Most of the time, I fancy something from my Japan pool, and that means confronting a lot of good contenders. Ideally, I'd

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Oh, December, You Terminus, How Do I Begin?

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The Hidden Garden of Kichijōji

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. This newsletter represents the last I write in 2024, bringing the total to a humble 14. (You know where to find the others.) Initially, I thought it would be fitting to make this December issue a "winter edition", but then I

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Word Got Out I Possess Second-Hand Selling Skills

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An Elusive Encounter at the Port of Hafnarfjörður

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. I'm feeling for a change of pace. The previous issue diverged slightly from the structure I've been employing, and I feel Earthshine should continue this trend of expanding its variety whenever the material asks for it. This way, it&

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He's a Sunshine and His Passion for Music Radiates

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Echoes of an Edo-Era Logging Frenzy

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. I'm among the fortunate ones who have felt the almighty embrace of Ghibli films. For those unaware, Studio Ghibli is an acclaimed Japanese animation studio. Dare I say the most significant of its time? Yes. You see, this studio alone has

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Ah, Yes, I'm Cameraless

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Open-Air Aquariums Exist

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. It's been a long week of brick-and-mortar work. My body needs rest, but nothing is going to stop me from writing this letter to you. This is my long-awaited reward — time to indulge! In the last transmission, I

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A Badass Assassin From an Unwritten Cult Movie

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The Literal Personification of Iceland

Earthshine reader — It's me, Dazé. I'm not a nationalist. Having said that, one must not forget their roots. Mine can be traced to a small island up in the North Atlantic called Iceland. They say the name got mixed up with its neighbouring country Greenland — just

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I Choose Naked Because It Looks Better