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Richard Burton, Himself:
"Dark scant pasture drawn thin, Over rock shaped like flame; The old ocean at the land's foot, the vast gray extension beyond the long white violence... This place is the noblest thing I've ever seen." The noblest thing I've ever seen. This is how the American poet, Robinson Jeffers, felt and wrote about this primitive, angry, beautiful part of the world called: the Big Sur.
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