Don't delight in this.

I am afraid of extremely militant countries even if they are not officially at war. It is just a matter of time. If we wish to prevent incredible disaster we must not be neive.

This is where my great, great grandfather stopped before heading to Panama, before there was a canal, to get malaria; then become a brand new californians. The crew also had to eat monkey. All fact.

I don't speak jive, but I do speak good English.

As the romance dies the west is on the rise.

You too can grow up!

Where is my country now?

Do we know ourselves in such places.

Heavy.

Make density happen!