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When I first came back from The Land, I showed some rough footage to a few kids I know. They were hypnotized, oohing, awing, asking:
"What do you do there?"
"oh... [lightbulb] AWESOME!"
Later, I realized the 8 year old had slipped away. I found him in the play-room building with a cardboard box he'd dragged out of the garage, some other items from the recycle bin, blankets and pillows -- he'd even taken some pictures OFF THE WALL to create the boundaries of his fort. Permission and possibility, they translate quickly.