When you live in a hamlet or small town, life has a quaint, endearing quality to it.

I refer to the kind of location where practically everyone is acquainted with one another. First-name greetings are accepted as the standard, there is a neighborhood bar where people congregate, and there are possibly a few more buildings, such as a post office, a funeral home, and some kind of retail establishment.

My point is that, on occasion, it’s pleasant to impart the feeling of a close-knit group to others. It’s not for everyone, of course, but it seems that quite a few of us prefer living in a flock to being isolated out in the wilderness.

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