
What else is there for a toddler to do in the aftermath of Nazi-ravaged Warsaw, Poland but skate her cares away in the rubble and cess?*
*My best-guess caption

What else is there for a toddler to do in the aftermath of Nazi-ravaged Warsaw, Poland but skate her cares away in the rubble and cess?*
*My best-guess caption
“It is so short and jumbled and jangled, Sam, because there is nothing intelligent to say about a massacre. Everybody is supposed to be dead, to never say anything or want anything ever again. Everything is supposed to be very quiet after a massacre, and it always is, except for the birds. And what do the birds say? All there is to say about a massacre, things like “Poo-tee-weet?” ~ Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five
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You are very deep. The best I could think of is La La La La Life Goes On.
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It’s essentially the same observation. The sheer gravity of a war/holocaust/massacre is only felt by sentient humans, and most of them would be dead. The rest of the world goes forward. And the beat goes on… and the beat goes on…
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And I just now heard you say that w/ Goldblum’s voice. You should be a professor of keen insight.
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Especially when I karaoke to Sonny & Cher. 🙂
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woah, how is that child standing up in skates. My 7 year old still can’t stand up in roller skates, so how is a 2(?) year old managing it?!
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sorry, I realise I rather skipped over the deep and meaningful element to the photo…
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Ha–no–I couldn’t find any back story for this shot, so I had to guess. She’s so terribly joyful, wherever it is.
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That’s some attitude! Good girl.
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Caption: I just farted and it blew me down the street!
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