Technically, I suppose a prospector is someone who explores various regions looking for gold (or other ores, minerals, deposits, whathaveyous). They’re generally hunched over, grizzled, carry a pickaxe and ride a burro. Their lives, though, are necessarily much more glamorous than mine has been this term–they’re practically swimming in gold, I say! Academic prospectors, while similarly pale, hunch-shouldered and grizzled, can only claim to be swimming in photocopies. We have no need for burros, unless it is to pull a cart full of books. Pickaxes, though…but I digress. The point is, I’ll no longer be needing this pickaxe. If anyone wants it please let me know.
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