These might be the good old days. Go outside, feel the grass, say wassup to your neighbors,… whatever you do that means community, because sh*t might get bad for a while.
These might be the good old days. Go outside, feel the grass, say wassup to your neighbors,… whatever you do that means community, because sh*t might get bad for a while.
They care if THEIRS do, sure. Just not if others do. Or if theirs are forced into a sub-optimal life in order to make the the man’s life better.