Everyone finding their nitch.
Their hole. They scramble like rats, they dig the soil with their claws, scratch at it in fury. Throwing up the soil to the wind.We all want to survive. Badly.
The human mind invents things more easily than words;that is why many improper terms and inadequate expressions gain currency.
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