....vulgarized by plastic wrappers, gas bagged mortified salad that lives dead for weeks on the shelf, from discount value for the price of none supermarket bliss with meditating cardiac clotted lawyers behind bomb proof mutuals of capital. Pathological locusts blooms of share holders munching through the globe’s humus surface, with the target centre point nought one penny rise in their share equity of planet death.

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