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"We are all in the gutter, but some people are looking at the stars." - Oscar Wilde One of those things that's always puzzled me is human nature, our joys, fears and madness. The very source of the debilitating cramps of the soul people predict sadness, and the source of the multicolor tender parade that we call happiness. Those feelings have now been with us since we saw the light, and therefore are going to be there until the dark and graceful departure decides to cover the pale of life along with her delicate wings. They shape everything which makes us, our face, our saying, our spirit, our heads, our future and our past. Those feelings are what drive us to build and to ruin, make us adore something profoundly, or with just a small bit of poison (like one of the Borgias), so make us despise something with fire. The source of happiness and despair is that the missing link that I've always looked for, something really powerful that will wake up my senses and show me the puzzle that encompasses lifestyle. And one day, I found IT. It happened almost a year ago, on a bright spring afternoon. The title of the afternoon was Saturday and that the place had been Smallville, the city in which I had been born and raised. I woke up early for a Saturday, approximately nine a.m. I had breakfast and decided to go downtown to get a stroll. It was a very lovely morning, an extremely beautiful sky, birds singing over the trees, even falling in love due to the spring. It had been as great as it was going to become in a huge town. Obviously I wasn't alone; there were hundreds of people walking in the exact streets. There were young people, businessmen, many distinct folks, and they were all in a hurry, likely to go to work. I could hear short steps, TAP-TAP-TAP, and that I could see many feet walking quickly, very fast. Wh...