Primeiras impressões (insones) em véspera de mudança

"Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a carrer. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and eletrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a started home. Choose yor friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in arage of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch whatching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing games shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rooting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life."

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