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Tag: Capitalism
Standing Female Nude
Six hours like this for a few francs.Belly nipple arse in the window light,he drains the color from me. Further to the right,Madame. And do try to be still.I shall be represented analytically and hungin great museums. The bourgeoisie will cooat such an image… Continue Reading “Standing Female Nude”
9 to 5
To spend your life livingin fear and ignorancenever exploring your dreamsis cruel. To work hard for moneythinking it will buy youall things that will make you happyis crueler. To wake up in the middleof the night terrified by bills,is a horrible way to live.More… Continue Reading “9 to 5”
Money is Only Paper
He’s mad,if a man is after moneylike a fugitive on the run.He’s a capitalistif he keeps itby whatever means necessary –ruining anyone solely for profit. He’s a playboyif he spends itwithout a careon booze n’ boobs.A never-do-wellif he doesn’t get itat the dint of… Continue Reading “Money is Only Paper”
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IDear Irony, “Tell me, my goddess.”What numbers have you laid sway?Is it the Wise – who derides Folly?Or the ridiculed who derides his mocker –“In all his insight and contemplative devote he isa maverick proclaiming without any result his knowinglike a parched lost vagabond in Saharathe thirst for knowledge had led him to drinkfrom the […]
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