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Chopping firewood in the Amazon jungle and the Pennsylvania winter forest.

I was out splitting firewood on a snowy winter day (actually it's still fall but feels like winter). With each whack of the axe, I was immediately brought back to the Amazon and flooded with memories of collecting firewood with my mom and Yanomami family. It's hard work. Almost every day, somebody in the village is either chopping down a tree or collecting firewood.

Makes sense. It's their primary source of fuel to cook food and keep warm at night. I look forward to sharing this video with my mom and family. I'll bet they'd get a kick out of me splitting wood with a maul in a winter wonderland of snow covered trees (much different looking than the lush green Amazon.

I was in awe when I watched him fell this tree barefoot with no gloves and hardly breaking a sweat.

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