Wandering ever westward and ending up by the shores of the Gulf of Bothnia: endless forests ending to the sea and history beginning. Strange to have such ancient connections in this era of general amnesia. Well, hopefully not only a litter of bones and chronicles in our Finno-Ugric hearts: I have seen some strange and not altogether pleasant conclusions rising from this rather odd heritage. But surely it is not a bad thing to have a memory?
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