Sometimes, when I have a free moment from my work place, I often take a stroll outside of the building into the loading bay of the warehouse. Essentially an abandoned alley way, filled with large metal canisters for storing supplies, along with discarded but neatly stacked wooden pallets that tower into the sky. It is here that I leisurely pace and
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Like the thing that tells me to immigrade to canada or live in a cave with a bunch of wolves? >.< (that may bite me to death one day but why should i care)
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