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Status the growth industry they say will smash through this recession. Devious designs for mass appeal that are marketed to millions. Vanity compels us to pursue next years model around the bend yet still we feel the need to consume. We wish we could have it all. Free from guilt. Our eyes are closed, no need to dodge the bill that’s coming due. We wish we could have it all, free from guilt, ignoring hexane cripples in Suzhou who clean the machine I’m tracking to my porch. Every day a delivery, produced by persecution. I won’t tell a lie, it fills my eyes with glee, to wrap my fingers around the trophy that makes me feel unique.
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