Have you ever wanted to go to Luxembourg? Me neither, bu I think that is the way they like it. Americans? No. Stay far away from here. Makes sense in some ways, but in other ways? “How could you say that?” Well? I didn’t. I typed it. Consider the generalizations made to amplify the ignorance of the average American—that’s my role I play in this tirade of which should likely be entitled, “You’ll Never Make It Anywhere—an ode to Luxembourg).

What is the code you live through life by? What is the one area to concentrate alongside of? In this story-poem, an outlook is described.

When the real worthiness of success is defined and characterized? What truly matters in the understanding of our species?