Everything up to & including breathing is an intolerable imposition, not least of which is making the effort to crank out "content" here when nobody takes any notice & the whole mess will no doubt disappear w/in minutes of my death (which will probably occur when one of the few of you bastards who do pay attention calls the pigs again because I'm in a permanent & incurable state of rage, partly due to having been kidnapped almost a yr. ago on the word of said squealer) & everything I owned will be put in the trash by the slumlord as soon as they cart out my corpse.
Ergo, why bother any longer? Almost 19 yrs. of nothing but informer rats is more than enough.
I'll leave you w/ these, recorded Monday & yesterday, which were too much of an imposition to arse myself by connecting the camera & putting them in the devil-box, let alone making an entire post w/ a title, labels & whatever. Make it all stop!
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