I am still loyal to my professors. I try to fulfill all of my obligations. I plan to stick to my parents till the end. I thought people could disappear to other cities. Priorities are family. The future is slow.

I had a clear vision of the 19th century. Via black and white westerns I was transported to that time period. I believe some of this is coming back again. My predictions have been correct before.

I have no motive and get rewarded for doing the right thing. The Spanish workers may some day be more rare. The surveillance may be a riddle where nothing changes. There are things that can't quite be explained.

I believe my professor could have faked his death. Maybe I was ignorant about this or it was some Voldemort HP stuff. Then there's Catholic teachings of the resurrection. My grand parents legacies continue through me.

There's the different types of Amish. The old days of John Wayne and Roy Rogers are still here. Via paraplegics in power chairs I can clearly see things. To see the down town Richmond near the train station and the old world like it was yesterday.

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