These might be the good old days. Go outside, feel the grass, say wassup to your neighbors,… whatever you do that means community, because sh*t might get bad for a while.
These might be the good old days. Go outside, feel the grass, say wassup to your neighbors,… whatever you do that means community, because sh*t might get bad for a while.
Of course they are sleeping soundly. They’d literally be marching into the camps convinced they did the right thing.
“F ė brıf momimt, Uı þıŋk ð establicmint lṙnd itſ leſėn…”
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“For a brief moment, I think the eetablishment learned its lesson…”