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Why I brought my children back home from England

It was rough out there on the streets. Young, aggressive, fit and angry groups were out there, hunting for the sake of the hunt, an instinct that would not be denied, nor was it ready to be channelled. It was feral and they worked in packs. Where were their parents? Where was the stick, the scolding, the cajoling to conform? To be useful, to be good?

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