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“John Deck was a snake fancier. He had only been rattler-bit a few times. At an early age he'd had his own pit full of diamondbacks, a plywood affair out near the garage. Some of the snakes would scootch themselves up vertically along the boards and John, cocky lad, used to knock them back down with his own quick right hand, until one day he presumed against a snake that was readier than he was, and caught a palmload of fangs.”

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The Boilerplate Rhino: Nature in the Eye of the Beholder

This book delves into the concept of how individuals interpret and interact with the natural world, using the enigmatic boilerplate rhino as a metaphorical focal point. It examines the diverse ways in which humans view and appreciate nature, offering a fresh perspective on our relationship with the environment. more

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David Quammen
David Quammen

David Quammen is an American writer known for his in-depth exploration of natural history. His works often involve biology, ecology, and the relationship between humans and nature. Born on February 24, 1948, Quammen's writing career spans multiple genres, including scientific writing, travel literature, and journalism. more

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