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What on Earth are they for?

          "I've been all over this place. I walk around. I talk.
            I try to explain to them. But what good does it do?"

          "And how many of us are there? Maybe twenty thousand.
            Maybe more. I've been to alot of places, but I've never met
            but a few of us."

          "The whole world is crazy. It's built on a lie. Capital and
            power driven by war and expliotation. People suffering
            get mean and ugly."

          "The whole system of capitalistic democracy is corrupt."

          She adjusts her pink spandex jump suite, rubbing heated
          oil into Muzzy's back. The music plays softly. Muzzy takes
          a sip of O-jay.

            "Could you rub my belly?"



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