When I was younger, hell - when I still had some means of my ideology in tact, I envisioned where my footsteps might be on this day to be so much different. The only real given to getting older is that there is no certainty of anything, and there is no sustained bliss. The world is in a state of flux, and that constant motion is the main driver of
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¡VIVA LA LJ!
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