the colgate smiles and the exchange of complements and the how do you do's and this and that and drinking overpriced wine you don't really like and paying for music renditions which are already overplayed on the radio. oh, you know the lyrics too? good on ya, then. i see your shoulders moving and over there, i see your foot tapping but why won't you stand up to dance? can't even lift your dainty fingers to clap? oh, it's not cool...and it's juvenile is it? my bad, then.
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indeed, tragedy and trauma screams louder than tranquility. the empty vessel, the misbegotten conduct. and yet, the conduct that is favoured by most.
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