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61 Civilization Beso After a good rain, I can see where Beso lingered in the mud leaving a deeper record of himself like a lost civilization. He regarded the crew harvesting cabbage; studied rain drops falling in his bucket; entertained a visitor at the fence who may have fed him a yellow onion; stood with the blue oak at dusk facing west; they were joined by a man and his walking stick. ...

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