The pain of stepping on a lego is like none other. I'm always positive I will find a big invasive piece of glass stuck to the sole of my foot, or maybe a tetanus breeding nail. But then, to look down at the culprit and find a happy colored building block, it feels like betrayal. And the chaos they bring! Lego construction usually produces two things, a new ship and complete ruin. Our apartment always ends up looking like the aftermath of a tornado. But oh well. For Uta, I fear, its true love.
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