From a different article about the same dude: "He’d not been sick in the woods, and his worst accident was a tumble on some ice, but his teeth were rotten, and

From a different article about the same dude: "He’d not been sick in the woods, and his worst accident was a tumble on some ice, but his teeth were rotten, and no wonder. I dug through his twenty-five years of trash, buried between boulders, and kept inventory: a five-pound tub that once held Marshmallow Fluff, an empty box of Devil Dogs, peanut butter, Cheetos, honey, graham crackers, Cool Whip, tuna fish, coffee, Tater Tots, pudding, soda, El Monterey spicy jalapeño chimichangas, and on and on and on."[1] http://www.gq.com/story/the-last-true-hermit http://www.gq.com/story/the-last-true-hermit