A child's travels begin in the imagination,
down the rabbit hole,
in Mr. McGregor's garden,
under the floorboards,
across a treasure island.
We never forget our first destinations, the stories that have often taken us there
and the frissons of emotion - fear, wonder, surprise, warmth - that subtly color
every place we go thereafter.
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