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Apr 2015
Don't yell at me I scream at the t.v. as a parade of talking heads passes across my screen. I bang the remote to turn it off and head outside only to digital billboards and signs flashing at me. I put on my ear phones and turn on my radio only to hear the same blaring noise that was on the t.v. . Continually over every airwave I hear screaming as if yelling will make me hear. My ears burn at the background noise that drowns out any ideas that someone might want to say. In expensive on pricey couches they talk, talk and talk some more until it all runs together. Please be silent for 5 minuets, give me a paper or book to read. Let me sit in a quiet corner with my digital book and just look through the pages, but please don't yell at me.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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