A place is visited for what it is wholly or for a part of it. The place welcomes the guest and becomes used to them. Like a person returning to an orchard again and again until guest becomes friend and trust is laid out like a banquet.

Then a tree dies and the visits stop and it is revealed that it was never about the place…it was just that one tree.

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