"Lord, send out Your Spirit, and renew the face of the Earth!"
aren't they all dwarfes and actually not children at all?
how would we really know?
the preceeding is a troll which no one is bighting at.
if it were me the people who are at the other end of the phone would all be arrested after the phone call were made.
the children would be removed from the parents and/or guardians
and law suits against the country where they came from the financeers of those countries, and all the profiteers there, would proceed, in the name of 'the children' if they are, in fact, children
the idea that they all come with a phone number on a bracelet may be just an elaborate bit of misinformation. For example, how hard would it be to just figure out whose number it is.
or give them a different child, one that is really just an undercover dwarfe. . . . who looks just like the one that they are expecting . . . a replicant?
(the fictiionalization and chuckie-ization of these darling dreamey child like people . . . is meant for enlightment and humor, and a good old gut wrenching gawfaaaw.
pity that the serious ness of the sit u-a-nation is so grave that no humor is ever allowed.
God Bless the Children, no matter where they are!
in SF where the street is also the sewer, would you really want to live underground?
sadly the humor has all been sucked dry from the Bay Area.
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they eats the driver?
that's what it sounds like is being said.
there is a thing called 'ubber eats?'
that would make more sense.
It's very sad if the story is true.
I guess it must be that there is a delivery service called 'ubber eats'.
it wasn't someone with really bad grammar.
very sad if the story is true.