turmeric

i was born in the swamps to a degenerate survivor of hiroshima and the ypres mustard gas attack. this fellow had a hard time you see, first being gassed nearly to death in germany then emigrating to 'freedom' in japan where he was impressed into the imperial army, and had just gotten out in late 1945 and was sipping cocoa in a cafe in downtown the day of the bomb. my mother was a network analyst for RAND corporation, her story is even more horrific.