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Bank rolled by billionaires No matter Tuesday, November 5, 2024 still one hundred and eight days away, (thank you Julian Date Calendar - FOR LEAP YEARS ONLY), I believe a foregone conclusion that Donald Trump will win based on the pathetic debate performance between Joseph Robinette Biden Junior, and Donald John Trump in tandem with the stellar performance of the latter at the Republican National Convention, which appeared to surpass great expectations, a gut reaction, cuz I could not stomach watching the main star and near future dictator. I may view some or all of The Democratic Convention scheduled to be held August 19 to 22, 2024, at the United Center in Chicago, Illinois, and by tradition, because the Democratic Party currently holds the White House, said convention will be conducted after the 2024 Republican National Convention, which was held from July 15 to 18, 2024. Nevertheless, yours truly will not betray his political party loyalty to cast his vote for the former named candidate and simultaneously brace himself emotionally drafting gofundme site with catchy slogan and image showing tin cup hand for sudden homelessness of myself and the missus, the result of social security disability, AETNA ADVANTRA MEDICARE, and Medicaid being axed, gutted, slashed, et cetera as well as many other socially progressive programs unless this gassy, generic, gifted, and goofy guy experiences an unexpected windfall. Actually... another alternative exists videre licet despite the admission, I don't really feel ready to die, and the spouse would kill me if she finds out one bumbling, doodling, fiddling, hemming and hawing, jump/kick starting wordsmith would dare leave, whereby she would lack her figurative rock of Gibraltar. The idea to emigrate to Canada, or just drive until reaching north of the border dividing line much more appealing, but no family or friends linkedin to my network, nor, cuz this solitudinarian can call on nobody except an elder sister living in Woodbury, New Jersey, or a younger sibling (a veritable globe trotter), she and her husband call Bend, Oregon their mostly permanent residence. Yeah, I attest to be all talk and no action envisioning myself made of stouter stuff with the help of powder milk biscuits, which gave me the courage to acquire superhuman powers which allows, enables, and provide a guise to bedazzle readers with my brilliance. No other particular marketable skill can I avail long story short mental health issues sabotaged healthy development of body, mind, and spirit evinced with difficulty similarly as challenging as blind double amputee person learning Braille when segueing from childhood's end to adolescence experiencing puberty found me fraught with emotional travail vivid remembrance of things past taking piano lessons at the house Missus Eva Youngblood, where her daughter Barbara taught courtesy John Thompson's Modern Course for the Piano - numerous lesson books helped yours truly learn how to tickle the ivory keys at some point, I succumbed to severe grievous state collapsed in a heap on the floor and softly wailed lamentably plaintively sobbing pausing between weeping to ejaculate “I cannot live any more,” or some such sentiment. Ted Goldberg, a psychiatrist at Collegeville Counseling did his level best to draw out responses from a little boy who remained mute, and said degreed professional resorted to play one or more popular board games which choice of activity elicited non verbal reaction, and needless to say this approach slowly but surely gradually found with the aid of melirill - (thioridazine HCl) an anti-psychotic medication in the phenothiazine class used to treat psychotic disorders such as schizophrenia and elavil - medication used to treat depression. Amitriptyline belongs to a class of drugs known as tricyclic antidepressants. Both prescription medications eventually bore figurative fruit, and coaxed my tongue to wag. Anorexia nervosa got nipped in the bud before I literally starved to death, totally undermining mental, physical, and spiritual well being presenting impossible mission for this then seventh grade student assigned to section 7B1 (if memory serves me correctly) to assimilate lecture material, thus scoring the lowest marks with flying colors (such as black, blue, and red), and getting promoted by the skin of my teeth, with mine ancient history adding up to being a deplorable basket case thru the remaining years I attended Methacton Junior/Senior High School actually at some arbitrary petticoat juncture I gave up exerting one iota of intelligence and adopted apathy, and honestly failed at receiving an education, cuz yours truly occupied a desk, but never uttered a peep, thus succeeded (as inscribed on my curriculum vitae) Matthew Scott Harris did an exemplary job taking up space and time.

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