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And life goes on. Y'know? I'm starting to think I should just escape this place. Get the fuck out of here and go somewhere where people aren't so... judgemental. So what if I smoke? So what if my hair is long? Kinda greasy, yeah, but what do you expect? I wouldn't go back for anything. Anything. I'm so sick and tired of all these people coming around preaching shit. I mean, I almost wound up doing that, too. Almost. Actually, right now I'd almost be at that stage. But... fuck that. I like it how I am. It's definitely not the most lucrative but you know what? It's fun. And it sure beats the hell outta bible-thumping any day.