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THE CAR IS ON FIRE

AND THERE'S NO DRIVER AT THE WHEEL

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Whatever Works

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Boris YellnikoffI happen to hate New Year's celebrations. Everybody desperate to have fun. Trying to celebrate in some pathetic little way. Celebrate what? A step closer to the grave? That's why I can't say enough times, whatever love you can get and give, whatever happiness you can filch or provide, every temporary measure of grace, whatever works. And don't kid yourself. Because its by no means up to your own human ingenuity. A bigger part of your existence is luck, than you'd like to admit. Christ, you know the odds of your fathers one sperm from the billions, finding the single egg that made you? Don't think about it, you'll have a panic attack. 




whatever works. 










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