Alice could see through the little old window of her home and into the rain where below was and still is LESS WICKED LAND. She wept to the rain, as the rage had left her. Seeing the tall thin man as an old convict on the corner, less kind then he ever was. Even more bitter also.

It is okay to be gullible, or not to be?

The answer still is no.

There must be a fight for a saner world also.

Can you be a believer in a better world and loot it?

Glue me to your pants now.

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