Better Living Through Plastic Explosives - Pg 35 : Once, We Were Swedes

  All around the city children were abandoned to aging relatives or the newly minted private kiddie kennels by their thrill-seeking parents. The older children banded together, moving nomad-like from neighbourhood to neighbourhood, performing odd pantomimes for spare change. How can we have children? We are children! the parents laughed as they formed their human pyramids or checked their supply of water-purification tablets needed to survive their third-world spirit quests.