One day, and sooner than you think, the cold earth is going to call you back home. Drunk dial a senator. Sleep in. Go shout in the streets and get other people to join you. Eat the donut. Unionize. Keep hating your ex. Dox a Nazi, better, dox a pedophile and drive them to go play in traffic. You only get one chance to make enemies while trying to change the world.
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