Random conversations lead to random destinations. One such recent headless chat led me to believe that rivers do much more than they seem to. It goes without saying they provide life with their abundant supply of water and minterals. But they don't stay pure after getting in touch with our species. It's an age-old habit. We can't keep ourselves from contaminating whatever is s pure. This behaviour should trigger our acceptance of our innate impurity but it rarely does. But the river doesn't mind as moving on is in its nature. The liquidity long lady quietly gathers our secrets on her path and dumps the crapload into the sea. Something she's been doing without letting anyone have a hunch. If this theory holds water (no pun intended), I wonder what the city-based gutters might have to say in their defense.