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the meaningless

the meaningless why is it that we who have no connection with those who have the power of what gets heard and published. Today, we drove from Cascais to Lisbon  a drive that usually took half an hour it took an hour more because of modern time had upset the calculation a modern society is measured by how many cars are on the road at the same time we who sit at home are in the news reminded of this by those who call this progress  after this profound observation,  the rest is pointless history is eaten by false history 

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