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This is not a note,it’s an outburst: Or, The fiat blues. Paper hides real rate, treasury board hesitates Public gets docile, but typing hostile Quants complaining, predict green, running pots for Opies & Kings Everyone’s complaining, boyfriend keep suggesting his coins not like the rest. Leverage is growing, assets ain’t protected Politicians using the people, they’re abusing The banks getting bigger, like the prices d’hiver I woke this morning with Moscow in my head I poured over my clothing, as I caffeinated out of bed. I opened the app to hear the good vibes ₿ut all I heard was the fiat’s blues Digital talons soaring, basement dwellers find life boring Incels the only answer,blue light cancer The systems gonna fall soon, to a new angry AI tune. And thats just another 2016 confirmations The president digs freedom, immigrants hiding Millennials are uptight, vaping at the stoplight Quantitive’s are loosening, I can’t stop, so I am hurting Saylor sells his hopeless chest Greed plays in the market, bond vigilantes non-fiction The little man gets the shafted, bills & monies drafted Living by a block clock, quantum in the far east Can you pass the maxis test? Its a larp, an educated guess Well, Nostr, I couldn’t care less.

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I must be moving along, And as I go, I’ll sing this song. No roof for me, No roof have I, But I own the stars, Beneath the open sky. One thing that I know, And I know it’s true, I’m a better one, For the knowing of you. When day is done, And the coyotes wail, I’ll be moving down, Down the lonesome trail. One thing that I know, And I know it’s true, I’m a better one, For the knowing of you. We’ll meet again, As the years go by, And we’ll sing this song, Beneath the open sky. I must be on my way, I must be moving along, And as I go, I’ll sing this song.

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Did yeah see Hodinis package? I don’t think the escape was the reason the ladies came to see him View quoted note →

When you must void your bladder but yer shirt & underwear are the same material, Right?

Gm. I hate technology