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To think that a first-rate idiot like that can be gainfully employed, while me and my brother, good and humble citizens, are disenfranchised, unable to find permanent work. I curled up in a ball and whispered die, die, die until I finally fell asleep. In the morning, I could barely wake up. I wasn’t ready for work. I wasn’t ready for the world. I was hoping for a natural disaster, but it was a beautiful day.