Ahahhaaa! Those motherfucking urban hippies got what they deserved. I would love to see the faces of the bikers when the pesks showed up and the faces of the activists when they realized that they had bitten of more than they could chew. (Please tell me it's a real article..? 
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When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
