7am wake up call.
Today I'm babysitting mental midgets as they clean the floors, cackle like Hyenas, and discuss the importance of masturbation. I seek quiet refuge in the alley behind the store only to find a street in complete disarray. I never noticed just how disgusting Kater St. is and find it appalling that this areas real estate is so expensive. This city can sometimes feel like a post-apocalyptic dystopia, not the ones imagined in a skillfully crafted Philip K. Dick novel, but how they are depicted in poorly executed films like Demolition Man, Strange Days and Waterworld.
I think i am high on fumes.
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