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I have often been fascinated by the word 'hermit': he, she (her), it, me (and i) all in one. But no we, no they.
The word hermit has always evoked images of a scraggly bearded old man, in a cave, at night. Or else he is an old man in a wooden shack, writing in the middle of a forest. I never pictured Bjork but when I heard her sing about it, I understood - she was (is!) the old man with the beard and pipe. All hermits are.
I'm so slow! Now I see what you mean, Tammy. Hermit He(r)-m-it. I see the he, the her, the it, the i. That's neat.
It is a 'lonely' word.
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