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there is nothing left for a person like me because i dont feed on the privileged or the stupid. and i dont move mountains but the privileged pay for that and the stupid do for pay. my payoff is always cynicism and poor habits and debt. a gun would pay for itself 3-fold on day 1. all im really missing is a gun. but i need one to get one.
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Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 5:45 AM UTC
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there is nothing left for a person like me because i dont feed on the privileged or the stupid. and i dont move mountains but the privileged pay for that and the stupid do for pay. my payoff is always cynicism and poor habits and debt. a gun would pay for itself 3-fold on day 1. all im really missing is a gun. but i need one to get one.
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Bhutanese
Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 5:45 AM UTC
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