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Cheap Cookies and Expensive Fixes before/after It is a bitch, as they say, trying to look for employment, knowing that you will fail any and all drug tests passed your way. I only put so much faith in "the Stuff". Could it possibly mask my tawdry history? My chapters upon chapters anon? Do I care? Of any resource I have, care is running way low. I do a conga line dance by myself through my existance, a spoiled child of a imperialistic dynasty, fated to fall prey to the clutches of meat-disease and inconveinient air travel.
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