By Paige O. Roberts

When I was younger, I rented a little house abutting the White Mountain National Forest. This property was merely 10-minutes outside of my hometown, so I had expected it wouldn’t feel very different from that. Unbeknownst to me, this perfect little house sat in a valley of absolutely no cellphone service and, at the time, no option for high-speed internet either.

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