There are some places that make a man want to make it his place for life.

The soil is rich for a soul full of art.

I once worked with a kid named Aviv. Back then I was ignorant to the landscapes outside of my world. So when I heard of a place called Tel Aviv. I thought it was a commanding sentence to say something to Aviv. Was he Jewish? Maybe.

In other contemplations…sometimes the world is designed a specific way in order to have a person meet the right people and walk the chosen path.