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(I am working a morning shift at a cafe. We are serving breakfast. A little boy and his mother enter the cafe.)
Me: “So, what will it be?” Child: “I WISH TO DEVOUR THE UNBORN.” (There is a sudden silence and everyone turns to look. The mother looks very embarrassed.) Mother: “Eggs… he would like some eggs…”
"We are the generation of nostalgia. We grew up in the age of transition. From hand-written letters to electronic mails. From film to digital. We were fascinated by new things, neglecting the way we spend our afternoons. Cupcakes and tea. Play-Doh and Polly Pockets. Young and naive. Technology completely changed the way we waited and we grew up too fast. The simple things in life seems more meaningful now. We grew up in the age of transition and have become the generation of nostalgia."
"When she is happy, she can’t stop talking, when she is sad she doesn’t say a word."
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