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I always loved how, as an undergraduate living in dorms, I had to move at least twice a year (and I often switched dorms or rooms mid-year). I felt like it kept me honest. I learned to throw things away if there were not a probable significant use, since it would be cheaper to replace it than to lug it around. I felt free, like a nomad. With a couple of hours' notice, I could load everything I needed to live fairly comfortably into my car and drive off into the sunset.

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