The sadness of the world is so much that sometimes you just have to laugh. Comedy is only twin to tragedy, laughing a twin to crying. When words strike back I wish to strike. And what of the scabs, the picket line-crossing scabs? I don't know what to do with the things I say, I could hardly bare the weight of each new utterance, each like an
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~ Aloha
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