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kuffsleeve
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once upon a time some people couldn't afford shoes but now they are stressing over the amount of choice they have.
what to do with the past ?
i'll show you what to do with your crap gold and diamonds throw them in an art gallery together with the guns and swords and knives, your own shit is worth more.
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high viscosity
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when i was a kid i used to live in a place surrounded
by a lot of
really poor people. i didn't get to go outside much and mingle
with the other children. dirty little faces. there were/are prejudices
back then/right now.
my family was one of the very few who could afford shoes for
their children.
one pair only though. it was bought on christmas.
one time i did get to go out and play with the other children,
there was this one kid. i'd seen him around a few times on my way
to school.
i laughed at him because that day he was wearing girl's shoes.
lacy black, little girl shoes.
it was the only time
i ever saw him wear shoes.
his mother washed clothes for other
people. the public laundry washbasin on the corner of the block.
it was a place of to gather and talk
and wash clothes
and make a living.
his older brother knocked on doors and when hired,
he did other people's chores
wash the dishes.
mop floors - chores.
tedious little things no one could afford
not/to do.
they lived on the kindness of others.
or maybe that's just the way i saw it.
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fuffle
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i love cleaning it's like meditating, i just don't don't want to do it all the time, thats all, i want to enjoy life like anyone else does. Most of all i want to be respected not for having a lot of gold but for being a caring giving person, if only we didn't put so much value on the wrong things. Value means to share good energy with everyone, the fun stuff comes from something we have created, i have never heard of someone giveing someone a present and then asking them to pay for it.
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ungreat
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i've been the person with no shoes or shirt in the middle of winter running from house to car at two in the morning because in my inebriated brain it was more important to run after my coat than to put either of these items on.
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