I had no idea Bill Clinton would be there, but when he showed up I realized the story Bruce King told was true. Those early-riser breakfasts meant something.

Because the mysterious selectors at the Telluride Film Festival are in touch with the industry globally, clusters of films happen, themes emerge.

The medicine for our undiagnosed economic disease might be found in wilderness, mountains, deer, cougars, handmade homes, community, friends, art. Yeah, this just might be the Way.

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