i don't know about java, but it took me a while to realize the mountain of my parents is a bad place. when you live in a place is difficult to have a prospective on something.  first: for the longest time we supposed the etruscans considered it sacred, now we kinda changed our mind since apparently they were afraid of it, as matter of fact they didn't live in the mountain but around it. then the strange shit happening in there: exploding boulders (pic related to give you an idea of the size) torned trees, american glowies going around the forest. in 1800 an heretic christian cult lead by a prophet (that was pretty much the guy of far cry 5) had to be stopped by the rifle. (the army killed the guy). people vanishing while walking in the forest. (they recently found a baby skull) icing on the cake the town of my parents even have the same siren used in silent hill, and abandoned mine. also everyone in the village is messed up. like i am telling you there is some lovecraft vibe going on there, and maybe buddha bro can explain us.
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