Conditional Reality

We knew so little about the world in those days. Young people would constantly ask us questions. Why is the sky white? Where do babies go? Why is ice scream good for us? We didn’t know any answers and in response we were forced to raise our shoulders up toward our ears. This gesture replaced the shaking of hands, the smile, and the curt nod of the head. For a while it displaced hugs as a way for close friends to greet each other. The craze came to an end when the young people grew up and stopped asking questions.

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