While surveying my garden at the back of the house, I heard two boys talking on the other side of the fence. In his sweet innocent voice, one boy said: What does man taste like? And then there was snickering and slapping each other on the skin. I shook my head and went inside my house, not interested in hearing more. But then I remember the story of this Russian family who were discovered by scientists in an isolated forest in Siberia, forty years after they hid themselves during the second world war. Cut off from civilization, they did what these two boys were probably doing: the family entertained themselves by recalling their dreams from last night.
Materially poor boys and secret dark fantasies. I hope they grow up soon.