I was born in an interesting place and then I went on a trip with my two parents to a different place where all the people were different looking than me and my parents. One man said, "Awwha a noocki soc a too..." and then he faded off. I looked up at my tall stupid father and said, "Papa, what did that man say?" He replied, "That man said; I'm a migrant fag and I would like some money from your country." I looked at the body of the man down in the street and in the wet of the gutter. I cried a little because I was sad, and because a street clown was cutting onions next to my fat face.