Issue/Edition 5: Miseducation

The things they thought they knew all turned out wrong, but what they'd never suspected did in fact come to pass. Sometimes, they got fat on the richness of their learning. Sometimes it left them wasted with grief.

"Lord, save little children. You'd think the world would be ashamed to name such a day as Christmas for one of them and then go on in the same old way. My soul is humble when I see the way little ones accept their lot. Lord, save little children. The wind blows and the rain's a-cold. Yet they abide...They abide and they endure."

LAST KNOWN DESTINATION: Downer, Australia