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On a rampage with angry words and cool people to live with, the reality checks necessary to keep money in line with spirit and then lose all patience for all of it and become a recluse in the high mountain terrace. Reading books as a group beside the fire and we were inconsiderate with violent unstructured motive to change topic suddenly, without warning... In the news we heard of another shooting. Children involved. No hostages, just chaotic murder. We fell silent for them but the crunching of picky eaters. Then eat my words with a grain of salt and the general, instant distrust of someone from the North.