16 June 2013
Why can't we all just get along?
How to keep the peace?
These guys know that pointing does wonders.
Where do I go to register complaints about the rebel forces outside my village?
Where can I get fresh water and political asylum?
Where are my loved ones' unmarked graves?
It seems they were unable to pinpoint the location in this case.
On the bright side, I successfully topped my own depravity in this post.
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