Pfft. In America you have a job and still have to steal!Luxury.
When I was young, I didn't have any Snickers bars. All I had were courgettes. Which I had to steal from the nearest farmer. Just to have something to eat. Every day I got up at 4:30 and walked three hours. And three hours back. In the rain, in the storm, in the blistering heat. It was hell.
This was in the old days. Back in 2006.
Then I decided to get a job and just buy them in the Supermarket.
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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