Maybe my town is just full of situations, or maybe I just need to let things go. Example, today I'm cruisin through a construction zone were road work is being done. I needed to merge, and the d-bag wouldn't let me over, but I had no choice, so I cut in front of him. Next thing I know, the man flies by me and throws a handful of change at the car. I think that deserves a good fist in the mouth. Maybe its just me, but even my pops taught me to stand up for my property.
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Lew Harrison, who looked like an anarchist with his red eyes and fierce black beard, had been writing furiously in one corner of the room. "That's good— happiness by the kilowatt," he said. "Buy your happiness the way you buy light."
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