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We lie on a pile of hay. The black land is done. Beautiful. He scratches his stomach and asks me if I know what is hiding behind that row of tall trees.
-Russia
His index finger to the reverse direction
-Acres and acres of swampy wetlands, salmon and hungry birds
Left
-Sun sinking
Right
-The cows

“Cartoons”

Annoying things are going on these days around the world. Flaming hate and angry mobs on both sides cursing each other. Reading Huntington 5 years ago, I couldn’t predict it might happen this way. I hope this wide and hideous gap of hate and misunderstanding between two sides of this holy war embarrasses the directors of the show.