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Squatter

there is a village where everyone a squatter everyone a traveler no one is permanent rich or poor none is a child each person is but all have no mothers all do not have fathers but each child is father of the father’s father each child is mother of the mother’s mother yet no one is parent of the other the tag of imaginary parenthood hangs around each neck and yet none is orphaned interesting that as squatters squatting is a taboo for all

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