It's the Fortunes that find comfort but panting out of breathalizers.
What do I interpret? Poor kids, the worlds burning and we're in for one hell of a ride. 10, 20, 30 years from now? The plague, wipe out the weak. It falls apart and before you know it, people are back to shitting on the curbs and in the streets like we were back in the 1900's but everything is metal...
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