The dead burn as well as the living; a man who is afraid of fire would say this. But as he rolls in his squalor the world follows in the steps placed before them. The working class, the laborers, those below the poverty line revel in the hard work of the passing day, they take pride in their ruin, they pass as they are born. If you think you can defeat them your life is as meaningless as the squalor in where you reside.
- Chris Mansel
Thursday, April 13, 2006
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