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BURNING



Berlin, where to begin, a modern palace, a man made palisade, every road a river, every avenue with a view, a canyon as grand as the land upon which it stands. Hand in hand with enemies, armies and allies, museums for spies, not a single tourist what a surprise, then you realize the lies, the wickedness and tyranny, the inhospitality with prejudicial subtlety, who don’t you see, a refugee, not a single unmistakable identity, between you and me, France will exceed their economy, just wait for the hate to gravitate, for the ennui and balanced diversity to betray a brewing unsettled antiequanimity surrounding the lack of equality.


Racial intolerance has bubbled to the surface again, only this time it does begin with “I don’t mean to offend...but how far do our borders extend.”


...might I recommend we end an era of empires and cease in territorial defense without offense.


There is a new tool, it’s cool. 


It’s called unregulated rule.


Don’t be cruel.


Embrace the unusual.


The only thing I’m advising is that you know as well as me how to be. 


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