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How do we connect to place during climate crisis?

On October 1 at 3 a.m. in Avignon, France, I lay awake in a hotel room feeling sick to my core for Western North Carolina, a part of the country I feel a deep pull to and have visited frequently for twenty-odd years. The city and surrounds of Asheville, specifically, but the entirety of the Southern Appalachians calls to me. The Blue Ridge Mountains fil…