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Robin

 Regarding Robins--a worthy endeavour and test case--each robin represents a single robin outpost. What a swell bunch! On the pecking field the wee birds spread out to their personal patch of earth. As they range about they maintain equidistance from each other. Always, tho, one oversteps the bounds, perhaps to become charismatic president or murderer. The others react as per program. Why not? A single robin instigates a land move and it must be right. United in oppositional team quadratic robin grid, they browse the traces of little god's acre. With this simple plan Robin marches about like circuit judges maintaining the prism of justice. The general run appreciate the unwritten rule--culture needs no writing--of distance from others. Thrown to the wind, caution becomes an inspiring measure for progress and self rule. Robins shimmer thru the common winter. We mean the North American robin. In truth and agreement, this creature complies with descriptions of a thrush sort of plucky operative that resembles the seasonable bird of Europe. The bird of our continent does not pretend to bring Spring on its tai. however. They plough thru winter here, in the lesser dream, and so should you.


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