He was quiet when I saw him again.
Three weeks he had been in the desert, devoid of any life, any sound.
I wasn't use to this silence.
"Where is man most happy?" he asked me. "Desert or city?"
I didn't know how to answer that.
I told him I had titled someone with an official Tuna Coke.
He seemed pleased but I knew he had something on his mind.
No doubt we will hear soon.
SAM WILL TAKE YOU BECAUSE HE CAN!
