"Why do you dislike the country so much?"
"Same reason I could guess you dislike the city, if you tweak it a bit."
"Oh, like I don't like too many people and you don't like it if there aren't enough?"
"Precisely."
"Why do you like people?"
"It's just as peaceful when there are too many people than when there aren't enough. No one notices you, but you can look, all the same."
"How is it the same?"
"Because it can sometimes be so full, it's empty."
"That doesn't make any sense."
"You'll understand, someday."
"You're only seven years older than me, you know. Mom and Dad and I know you aren't slick."
"I know. It's still enough."
"Is it?"
"Good question."
"You're impossible."
"I love you too, kid."
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