When I was child there was no copyright theft. We had apple scrumping though
Not far from where we lived, there was a public footpath, bordering an orchard and when we were about 11 a few of us would climb the fence and sit in the orchard eating the apples. We rarely took any with us, because we were in no hurry. The orchard was surrounded by open fields and obviously many miles from whoever owned it. We lay in the orchard eating and socialising. As time went by our little group dwindled, moving on to secondary school and beyond. None of us ever went back to the orchard. It was never about the Apples. It was about the sharing.
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