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The Cunning Linguist
Friday, November 21, 2008
Me and Hunter S. Thompson are Soul Mates.
Confined to
straight lines. I
want to set out on my
own path. Just listen to the
cackle of the
literati
as
their sensibilities are broken.
Change is vital if
it is altruistic.
Fact.
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