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(Boys. Boys, no.) (Dialogue from Prodigal Son.)

“What do you like to read about?” I asked. “Dinosaurs!” This is common request, but can mean different things, “Okay. Do you want a story about dinosaurs, or facts about dinosaurs?” “Facts.” I took him to the dinosaur section (567.9) of the juvenile nonfiction. He picked out a couple books, and I asked him if there was anything else he was looking for. “Do you have anything on DNA?” I had to think about that for a second. “I think so…but I’ll have to look it up.” The boy beamed, “I want to find out how DNA works, so I can bring them back!” “We just saw Jurassic Park,” his mom explained with a smile that did not waver when she added, “We didn’t learn anything.”

but girls? GIRLS ARE FRESH AS FUCK

Oh to take a walk through the forest on a warm, quiet day. The air is clean and smells like wood and earth. You hear nothing but the birds calling in the distant trees and the soft crunch of twigs snapping beneath your feet. The sun shines in through the canopy leaving dappled shadows to scatter the ground. Breathe in, slow and deep, and let your mind wander. This walk is for you.

- moss

Little Rabbit by  buitenzorger

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