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Friday, June 26, 2009
Cold, hard, cash.
I dislike assumptions. It is about money. It is always, always about money.
Perhaps, I should just let it go. There is nothing wrong with being just like everyone else, being nothing more than a statistical integer on the list of economic & social art pieces. There is absolutely nothing wrong living and dying in your own well, staring all day at your make-believe paradise, as long as you have enough notes in the bank for a grand funeral.
Nope, there is nothing wrong. After all, at the end of the day, we'll all end up in the same place.
See you in hell.
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