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I sat with him gazed in his warm brown eyes as he told me of misunderstood philosophy and anarcho-capitalism and being an agnostic vegan out of boredom with his own complacency. And he pulled his pocket watch out of his blazer to check the time but I could have told him it would read half past the debonair gentleman and the social radical - so, almost to the overpriveleged apathy of our lives. But I kept quiet. I always did like a rebel.
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May 26, 2010
May 26, 2010 at 8:58 PM UTC
The New Romantic
I sat with him gazed in his warm brown eyes as he told me of misunderstood philosophy and anarcho-capitalism and being an agnostic vegan out of boredom with his own complacency. And he pulled his pocket watch out of his blazer to check the time but I could have told him it would read half past the debonair gentleman and the social radical - so, almost to the overpriveleged apathy of our lives. But I kept quiet. I always did like a rebel.
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May 26, 2010
May 26, 2010 at 8:58 PM UTC
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