The Human Zoo

I long, as does every human being,
to be at home wherever I find myself.

I share the above sentiment, not in the sense that I long for everywhere to feel like home, but in the sense that wherever I find myself, I wish I were home instead. That being said, I do feel at home pretty much anywhere, except anywhere infested with halfborn humans. I am basically allergic to human children, and that seems to be the only kind there are. Actual children are fine with me, even ill-bred and ill-behaved ones, but children in adult bodies are an assault on my finely tuned system.

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