Thought it was the rest of his life on a deserted island, but Manny is not a close friend, but a Swiss Army Knife, omnipotent.
Thought it was survival in the wilderness, but it was not far from the city, it was just an imagination of the jungle.
Thought it was the moon, but it was not alone.
Not being alone lies in the joy at first sight, in the beginning of the conversation, in the interpretation of romance, and in the abundance of the heart.
Such a desire drives one through the jungle, from the desert island, to your window.
But reality is like a bear's mouth, and others are like an abyss.
You can only retract your body, wake Manny, and gallop on the sea until all prejudice can't catch up.
Humans are emotional animals after all, and spiritual satisfaction is the ultimate pursuit.
As for the methods and means, it does not matter.
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