Sometimes when I come across fiction and have read of a similar situation as a fact, I just think that let the fiction writers imagine, then they will show you the best and the worst possible of the world.
In 2009, we have heard of the sole survivor of a plane crash. I was reminded of this reading of Hatchet.
Reading a fictional story The Age of Analysis, I was reminded of Growing up Jung.
Apprehensions of a new sibling in Julius, the Baby of the world are not very different from that in "the wing Rocker and the Baby" in Discovery
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