Things here in the Third World, USA, are not good. Politicians are putting our lives in their pockets. There is debris on the streets...no, it's not debris. It's broken dreams, lost jobs, dismantled families out on the streets of the American South. Those of us who were not killed by Katrina are being killed by the government...or suffering the slow, cancerous death of pollution. I'm fighting the good fight, but oh, how I miss having peace of mind. And Oh, how I miss my family and friends. 
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