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In stark contrast to
the inhospitable (except to birds) guano-lands, the northeast
third of Poco Cabesa is, strictly speaking, a paradise.
It is also the idyllic
setting of the kingdom of Medillo Grande, discovered and
settled by Henry Medillo
(a retired pirate) many, many, many years ago.
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Bathed
by a warm ocean current, the mountains that shelter the
area from the rest of the island capture rain-clouds cruising
across the sea, creating a lush tropical shangri-la for
the kingdom's contented, kakapo worshipping residents.
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Carl
the kakapo eating his asparagus.
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To them, the great guano
rush of the 19th century was merely some noise on the other
side of the mountains and an unpleasant aroma when the wind
blew the wrong way.
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Like Niihau in the Hawaiian
Islands, Medillo Grande remains a slice out of time, hewing
to the ways of the past, overseen today by a benevolent
and beloved monarch called Her
Majesty Gertrude VII.
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That's because the kingdom's
line of succession falls to the youngest living female descendent
of Henry Medillo. Thanks to Henry the Pirate, Medillo Grande
has been ruled by a string of remarkable women for over
three hundred years.
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There is in life
only one moment and in eternity only one.
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