here i am, a native of one of the richest countries in the world, currently residing in another of the richest countries in the world. it's been well over a year since i could claim full-time employment, yet i feel incredibly comfortable. moreover, i figure i'll most likely remain comfortable until i'm dead. this thought occurred to me the other day at this fancy gym, whilst using the fancy water fountain. my foot was quicker on the draw than my hand expected, resulting in a bit of water flowing uselessly down the drain rather than into my fancy stainless steel bottle and eventually into my fancy over-nourished belly. immediately realizing that the wasted liquid could be used to aid less fortunate individuals, my conscience took a dive. there was a part of me (we'll call it the fancy part) though, that kind of just thought "fuck it".
"Dollaz + Sense", by DJ Quik - The Best of DJ Quik - Da Finale
"Mr. Lucky", by Vince Guaraldi - The Latin Side of Vince Guaraldi

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