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and when the sun went down the streets grew silent as all the good people huddled locked inside of their homes, basking before the blue glow of the MONITORS; bottle-fed a false sense of well-being, a corporate illusion of choice, and a blissful lack of awareness, all the time placidly growing
like
plants.
VOTE. There's nothing so fun as picking the local candidate you most want to have wallow in an impotent beauracracy! Then you can return to passive consumption, content that you have done your part. BE PROUD, YOU'RE A PATRIOT, MEAT SACK!
like
plants.
VOTE. There's nothing so fun as picking the local candidate you most want to have wallow in an impotent beauracracy! Then you can return to passive consumption, content that you have done your part. BE PROUD, YOU'RE A PATRIOT, MEAT SACK!