That is, PFAs, as we're known among the locals.
I haven't encountered the negative reaction some report, but feel myself among those warmly welcomed.
Part of it is, I believe, an openness to approach what's here without wanting to totally "improve" it. I mean, if you can't stand the smell of cow manure, you shouldn't move into farm country. Or, for much of Maine, the stench of a paper mill.
That doesn't mean we don't have a lot to contribute, but we need to be respectful in acknowledging what's attracted us as well as the dirty work that needs to be done. You know, the equivalent of washing dishes.
Or loving someone warts and all.
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