Only the poor knew the meaning of life — the rich and the safe had to guess.
Only the poor knew the meaning of life — the rich and the safe had to guess.
Only the poor knew the meaning of life — the rich and the safe had to guess.
Only the poor knew the meaning of life — the rich and the safe had to guess.
Only the poor knew the meaning of life — the rich and the safe had to guess.
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Only the poor knew the meaning of life

— the rich and the safe had to guess.
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the best part waspulling down theshadesstuffing the doorbellwith ragsputting the phonein therefrigeratorand going to bed — Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
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