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i remember when i was a child, running in the mills that brought life to everyone around.dull and not well lit,the red brick walls seem as if they were my castle. and it was in my castle that i held my court.my band of mery men if you will.all of witch are family,except for the unfortunate.whom i played my games on. one of my favorite games was the trapping of pigons inside of the catsle.once i had the animals in my grasp. i had my way with them, wether it be smashing them with rocks or what ever,they were allways convicted in my court.i feel bad about these things now.but it was the only way i knew to be.i wanted to show the outhers this but they all seemd to girlish about it. which was even funny at that time.but once all the of the dammd birds in my castle were gone there was nothing but the subjects to lay my wrath apon. but once there too were gone.and by this time in life the mill was but half rubbled rooms.three maybe four walls at times.my own throne room lay in piles.i speak of this because i am going to visit my homeland next week.