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They lie so cleanly now, you'd mistake it for a skill, celebrated on the Fortune 100, while the ones who built it can't afford the cover, And we buy the magazine, and we read the interview, and we learn their secrets to success, but honesty isn't one of their prowess, "Nobody wants to work these days”, they say, said the woman who never clocked in, born into an empire of cameras, another nepo baby cosplaying as self-made for cash, selling up the ladder she never had to climb, what an act; Lie, make money, repeat, the oldest business model with the freshest face, But every pyramid scheme needs a base — you, dear reader, you’re the base.
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 4:51 PM UTC
Lie, Make Money, Repeat
They lie so cleanly now, you'd mistake it for a skill, celebrated on the Fortune 100, while the ones who built it can't afford the cover, And we buy the magazine, and we read the interview, and we learn their secrets to success, but honesty isn't one of their prowess, "Nobody wants to work these days”, they say, said the woman who never clocked in, born into an empire of cameras, another nepo baby cosplaying as self-made for cash, selling up the ladder she never had to climb, what an act; Lie, make money, repeat, the oldest business model with the freshest face, But every pyramid scheme needs a base — you, dear reader, you’re the base.
For every worker who was told to work harder by someone who never had to.
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 4:51 PM UTC
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