....Makes you wonder if every other barrio in the universe is as predatory as ours. If so, then why?

After a hard rain has evaporated, you see the worms banished to the barren islands of concrete, writhing in a blind search to quench their thirst for moisture. I cast about to see if anyone is watching, then toss them back into the green sea of grass - to overturn Nature's decision and grant these primitive and repulsive creatures a reprieve.

I wouldn't tell this to just anyone, lest...well, you know.