So dead in here today, feels like there should be flies buzzing around our corpses.
Some humorless prude insists on removing my, obviously superior, hygiene instruction posters from the toilets. If my senses were not so dulled by the monotonous pace of the salt mines I might be outraged. It’s just one of those days today where being alive and dead are separated by an almost inexistent thread.
Wake me up when the world starts spinning again.
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