I'd say you can learn to *like* a place by working at it, but you get only one home, and it probably has to feature the subliminal pheromones of your own kind of DNA in the air, maybe even under the ground. (I hadn't thought about "under the ground" until I read it in "100 Years of Solitude," but it may well be true.) Lots of other places resemble my home, but even if they're on the other side of the same small town (you can walk all across my town in an hour), they're not *my* home. (It's the place I'm talking about, a completely separate thing from love of a person.)
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I'd say you can learn to *like* a place by working at it, but you get only one home, and it probably has to feature the subliminal pheromones of your own kind of DNA in the air, maybe even under the ground. (I hadn't thought about "under the ground" until I read it in "100 Years of Solitude," but it may well be true.) Lots of other places resemble my home, but even if they're on the other side of the same small town (you can walk all across my town in an hour), they're not *my* home. (It's the place I'm talking about, a completely separate thing from love of a person.)