funny. We were free, at the very least we were that. Everyone else was a chump, because they didn’t even have that obvious thing—whatever it was, it didn’t matter, it was the thing that we had, and no one else did, and we were proud and special. Even more, it would always be there, since of course I had no knowledge of why or how we had gotten that freedom, or what it meant. We were born with it. It was our God-given
