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Mar 2015
It’s Just Business
It’s just business
That’s all it’s ever been
A greed that can’t be tamed
Because we feed it.
We buy, they supply
That’s all it seems yes?
No.
Sweatshops and cover ups
***** fingers stretching across nations
Beauty in thread but the maker is dead
Enough said when death’s only cause rolled eyes instead of rolled up sleeves.
What’s the price of a human meat sack these days?
Workers are more produce then anything.
Corporate America
Laughable
Disgusting
A boy died at my work today. Not even twenty. My boss asked how much it would cost us.....
Twisted Stiches
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