“The Thoroughfare”

Sooner or later everyone undergoes the realization that life is an unfixable problem. There was once a time, though, when I envisioned world cooperation, I saw interactions blossoming like flowers in the minds of people, those people, who don’t have a social security number, whose clothes did not cost a set amount of money, who have not slept with a definite amount of others, in life, they’re just afraid of the thoroughfare.

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