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"If I had been a wolf instead of an ape, then I would be referred to as a disperser. Sometimes a wolf will leave its pack and head off into the woods, never to return. They have begun a journey and they will never again go home. No one is sure why they do this. Some postulate a genetic longing to breed, coupled with an unwillingness to wait their turn to move up the pack's hierarchy. Some argue that dispersers are especially antisocial wolves who don't enjoy the company of other wolves in the way that normal wolves do. I can identify, in my way, with both accounts. But who knows? Perhaps some wolves just think there is a big world out there and it would be a shame not to see as much of it as they can. In the end, it doesn't really matter. Some dispersers die alone. Others, the lucky ones, meet other dispersers and form packs of their own."
The Philosopher and the Wolf
Mark Rowlands
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