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Death By a Thousand Indignities
Your large stuffed synthetic sack and the aching bones and muscles that strain against the pain of a planet that you're sure must hate you, are sure that you hate it too. Your wheels are just large enough to allow the suicidal stride of the dire recycler's chariot which may really be suicidal or worse, but what, for you, is better ? Your muscles and bones so busy that they don't even know the pain, your chariot wheels so quick and slow that they don't know what will be, assuming that anything may be. Your last fair job was an unfair chance and your bosses and their trucks are forgotten, because the bitter angry man in Tracking & Surveillance found a reason for you to be fired. Your last unfair job disintegrated too and you no longer sit on the back of a pick-up watching beautiful women and angry men cutting the night or the morning in half with cars that could pay a thousand funerals. You die a thousand deaths. 13th October 2018
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