They never went away, they just changed the way they look. They cut their hair and went to law school, got jobs in legal at Monsanto. Some went to work for Procter & Gamble in Ohio.
One year of undergrad at Wellesley is about $35,000. You ask anyone who went there, and they'll tell you it was worth it.
You think, of course it was, you
didn't pay for it.
They go into Boston to meet the boys of MIT and Harvard. Millions of college kids in that historic snow-white town. Beantown, they call it. Or the Hub. Because of all the old piers that jutted out like spokes. The hub at the middle, on the other side of the Charles.
The airport there is infamous for the video still of before. The two Middle Eastern men passing through the gate on their way to meet destiny. They were to change the world that day in the fall of 2001, long after the hysteria of Y2K'd been put to rest.
More than 3,000 souls lost.
They say it's hypocritical to ask something of China but not of Saudi Arabia. The kingdom in the desert. So much glowing sand.
If each grain of sand represents the maximum of love quantified, then I love you with all the grains of sand on the earth. Look at how much your hand can hold, all the tiny colored grains. Then think about Saudi Arabia, or even the Mojave.
Out where they used to go with their guitars and depressants there is a U.S. government site restricted to citizens of the United States. It's behind closed doors, and they used to laugh about on their way back into civilization. Spooky stuff, they'd say.
Back before they cut their hair and took the LSATs.