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Rain at Burning Man

It rains during Burning Man. Not much. Not often, but it does. It rained the first evening on the first night of the first year I attended Burning Man. The rain came around 5:30 p.m., the temperature plummeted, I put on every single piece of remotely warm clothing I had packed -- my Uggs boots, my…

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The princess ride

In one of my many adventures in the wonderful and wondrous Land of Burning Man, I found myself exhausted, far from "home" (camp) and deeply, desperately not wanting to have to walk all the way back to camp. For those of you who have been to Burning Man, you know: it's big, especially when so much…

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RIP, Larry

RIP, Larry Harvey, founder of Burning Man. Your vision, dedication, bad*ssery and ability to adapt in the face of constant change has changed my life in ways I could never imagine but of which I only dreamed. My heart has been opened; my understanding of myself, expanded; my experience of community, strengthened; and my "right to…

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THIS is Burning Man!

While the interwebs are filled with photos of glamorous, hot, sexy, booty-short-wearing women (and men) at #BurningMan… women with inexplicably clean hair, with boots they couldn’t walk more than 20 yards in (and never ride a bike in), and with outfits often looking like hundreds of dollars of designer-wear fashion went into their making, I offer…

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