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I can't keep a good man beyond three pay-days. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. I am up to the ears in it all— every moment I can spare.
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