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no arms- at least i can use my foot on the remote
phone call or instant messenger?
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You're born, you take shit.
You get out in the world, you take more shit.
You climb a little higher, you take less shit. '
Til one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere, and you've forgotton what shit even looks like.
Welcome to the Layer Cake, son...
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