Waves of sound cascade over Rodney.  Rage at giants and storms in the sands.  Be mighty though small.  Be heard to spite the noise. That tiny mantra roused his courage.  Lowering his shopping bags, a minor heap in the crowded plaza, Rodney loosens his tie, raises a banner.  These are my people.
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