This pattern:
I sit at the stop, so valiously, I smoke paffously

What if I did not hit? Would you go and throw it in the garbage? No of course. And the thought does not even arise a bull in the urn to go down. I see hundreds of such everywhere every day: the bull is hardened and twisted side by side, sometimes urns. I thought it would change a generation or another, something would change in our people for the better, but not. Because you’re used to living in shit. You grew up in it. You consider this the norm. And you support the state of this shit. This country cannot be defeated.