Diving deep into the wallet of your self.
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The world will continue to turn as it always has unless we start having our say.
The friend of the modern age.
He who cannot work, cannot eat.
And now for something completely different.
The most middle-class drug story ever committed to print.
Waging a one man war against other people sleeping.
Today we gaze at the screen.
Today was shopping day.
Nobody got mauled.