Surrounded by Xtreme Wypipo watching the inauguration speech. Transfixed like children, watching fucking birthday magician, not understanding failure, that Pledge has been made, Turn is coming. Prestige will never arrive. BURP.
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Drunk in DTW and convinced that reason airports advise arriving 2 - 3 hours before flight is to trap people in mall of chain restaurants and branded iconography, bright lights and candy colors designed to ignite capitalist centers of our brains to make us spend $ on useless shit and poison. BURP.
