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Walked around blustery Portsmouth, New Hampshire, winding around the harbor front chasing birds into the overcast morning. Said hi to a little girl energetically hurling bread crumbs, then ran across a rickety old bridge over the state line into Maine. This corner of the world, is in a word, calm. Even high strung, stressed out me feels inclined to breathe in a little deeper, linger in coffee shops a little longer..