I've wondered this before; I'll wonder it again. When does it happen that we stop being innocent and start looking at the world for what it is? One moment we're making garbage bag balls, filling Hefty bags with crumpled newspaper, kicking them around the front yard. Next time someone looks, we're playing cops and robbers, "shooting" one another. When does that shift happen?
Of course it's a revisiting of a previous theme, but one I'll never tire of.
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