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[ricreare]

It seems some of you are becoming bored with what Reggio Calabria has to offer. This isn't surprising, since people are rarely satisfied for long, but instead of furthering the complaining how about we work out some sort of solution

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[stradapanthera]

That's supposed to be entertaining?

[ricreare]

I find it's much more entertaining than doing nothing.

[stradapanthera]

How?

[ricreare]

This way, at least the mind is being stimulated. Although, I suppose you could make a case for thumb twiddling.

[be_loveless]

...Is it a windmill?

[ricreare]

Yes, it is. How about another?

[be_loveless]

Sure, I'll try another.

[ricreare]

Although I exist alone, I am often intertwined with others as the threads of a spider web. When worn there's an expression that signifies you shall not leave me. A man with a name meaning knowledgeable one once said that I am part of a set of four and that I have less than ten folds. What am I?

[scimmiadigomma]

Is it the library?

[ricreare]

Not quite.

[ombrosa]

One of those houses that look like a pinwheel. And when the wind blows, the wings flap all round in a circle, and inside the house they grind grain.

...is that right?

[ricreare]

That's an accurate description so yes. I'll take it.

Would you like another?

[ombrosa]

...Yes?

Kai's not very good with words, but she likes games, so she will definitely try another.

[ricreare]

Alright.

What loses a head in the morning, but gains a head at night?

[agente_fatale]

Oh I'm good at these.

That would be a windmill.

[ricreare]

That's correct.

Another?

[agente_fatale]

Sure.

[ricreare]

A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
What am I?