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My Two Million-Year-Old Brain
I didn’t have to go. I could have said no. All the signs were there, telling me not to, yelling, “Danger! Danger!’ A volcano, for God’s sake, about to erupt at any minute the headlines screamed. I bought masks and goggles, and borrowed a Steripen in case water became scarce. My husband glanced askance at…