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They haven't changed, have they?" "Yeah. robert b. weide But they're happy. They're happy. robert b. weide That's all anybody wants, isn't it?" "But robert b. weide they haven't changed? Surely, it's an illusion?" "All happiness is illusion," you replied. "You name me one happiness without an illusion." "Us." I said. You sighed, dug your spoon into your bowl and licked away your moustache. "See. What did I tell you? You've proved my point perfectly." You were a right kookaburra that day. I should have rebutted with your parent's happiness. You've always believed in them. -o0o- Now the phenomenon is everywhere but as a species we've adapted wonderfully to it, almost learned to love it. Your parents found they had to brush their hair a lot more in the mornings and so … your mother's afro has become chic again.
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