That barren desert back home had more life than this city.
This Brave New World puzzles me. Everything seeems socially backward form my norms. I can't find acceptance here either so not much is new. How did I get roped into a situation like this? I can't believe my mom has left me, basically taken by a substance. Forget about my Father. I find great interest in Bernard. We have many a few deep conversations. I wonder what people think about him. I find him a strong and courageous man. I tried to stop those workers from getting their soma, but I did nothing. How can a society be addicted to a single substance. I can't stand Lenina. A woman without feminine traits or any fortitude. She confuses me the most. I can't fall into her temptations. That movie she made me watch was terribly dry. I didn't get lost in it like I do with other pieces of literature. Well tomorrow I'm leaving for the city outskirts, hopefully I can get some peace and quiet there. I think this Brave New World is too far gone for me to try and change anything
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John - have some more fun with the savages voice. He is not called the savage for nothing you know. He is very angry, and the two of you share a name. What do you have in common? Also, you want to post a pic of the man. Unless, of course, the pics to the left are pics of John the savage. I do not think so though. What does he look like and how does he really sound?
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