On Money:
"And once more, those bastards, those fucking evil geniuses are fueled by the double plucked "S", the mead squeezed and mixed, moth swarm sprinkled mint, the glaucous sugar that sweetens the blood of free market capitalism in all it's brutality, complexity, magic...i swear, i saw a mint in her shining eyes and i fell on the spot, in love, in money, in her belly how yummy..."
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