Eyes that cannot read between the lines and easy answers from the ones who resigned. Soaking adverts as a means to an end. Anticipatory obedience is their passion. The uniforms are battled to protect this charade. Selling truths, buying lies et vice versa and pay their f****** price. One more hard earned intoxication as requital. No smell of fear while consuming as living dead. No rest when there is no f****** place to hide. Sure as s*** that I forgot how to p*** my pants in a town where there is no air to breathe.