Dear Reader,
Wherever there are people, good sir, there is dirt. That's what comes with being organic. Organic waste, everywhere. Skin cells, dung, and toxic exhalations. Not to mention the unnecessary yet unavoidable waste. Garbage, gum, and graffiti. And the cigarette butts, my dear reader! You know, they used to pour their excrements out the window as well. It would flow down the streets in specially dug ditches. An absolutely tragic thing to step into.
Such is the price to pay for living in the center of Humanity on earth. The very air stinks. But even if I had to walk around in a gas mask and tinfoil suit, it would be worth it. Worth doing what I love.
Susan
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