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Use whаt yоu leаrned аbоut imagery, wоrd choice (denotation/connotation), tone, close reading, and analysis to share your insights, understandings, and observations about the following passage. Your response should be a focused and structured response of roughly 200-250 words in which you use specific evidence from the passage as support for the claims that you make. Before you submit your work, be sure to review it and make any necessary corrections to spelling and grammar. From “My Own Private Wyoming” by Annie Proulx “In 1995 I bought a three-year-old log house in Centennial, a tiny southeastern Wyoming town on the slope of the Medicine Bow range in the Rockies. The setting was close to a national forest and exquisitely beautiful, with many miles of ideal mountain hiking, bicycling, and ski trails. But the house was wrong for me. During the frustrating time that I lived in it, I wrote an article describing what I thought was my ideal house and began looking for property on which I could build. It took more than 10 years to find what I believed to be the right place. I looked nearby because I liked being close to the national forest and I liked Centennial, with its funky main drag, its ancient police car parked near the highway to deter speeders and, when I first arrived, its five bars to serve a population of fewer than 100 people. I saw all kinds of properties in my search. I saw one place that had every surface tiled to ward off dust. I admired a property to the southeast abutting another part of the forest until I learned it was a major revving-up zone for snowmobiles in winter. I saw overpriced sage-land steppe, then some sloping land so high an oxygen mask would have been useful. Another piece was stratospherically expensive, $10,000 an acre, located right on a heavily traveled highway, with restricted access and an allegedly grouchy neighbor.”