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Y'ever have one of those days when you're convinced that humanity is essentially evil? That every single person around you would, given the opportunity, gladly stab you in the back and trample your still-warm corpse underfoot if it meant they'd progress even a millimeter up the socio-economic ladder? That life is nasty, brutish, and short and nothing more? That life is one big Sisyphean struggle with any progress promptly stomped down -- even punished?
Some days I just want to live in a self-sustaining bunker in the wilderness.
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