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| my memories of this Atchalachafaya salad are as blurry as the picture |
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| Gas Flares in the morning. Freezing, knees feel like a broken analogy. |
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| Pipefitter heating his lunch soup against his welding generator. This actually enrages me because while corporate suits have catered lunches and huge salaries the guy in the trenches working 12 hours to feed a family he never sees must warm THE WORST CANNED SOUP FOR KIDS against his welding generator to scarf down like a dirty farm animal during his 30 minute lunch. Or he can drive to get a Sonic hamburger and die of diabetes. Total injustice that I'll die trying to change. |
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| I knew the lighting was right for this picture. Even my shitty phone could make this look good. I'd be lying if I said this doesn't make me want to be an alcoholic but my depression doesn't need any government assistance. |