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What do we have to shit on every version of expression? Turning tables and juxtaposing personalities, politics, dress, tattoos just to let everyone know you know where it’s at, you’re hip to the fake game, the real bon mot. You’re a revelor in revelation peering into society to turn the mirror on its axis, shining reflections eternal on huddled masses trying to be unique in the same way. Ohhh how smarty smart you be. Critiquing lemmings and avant-gardes, lumping everyone together cause they’re nit as “real” as you. This is supposed to enlighten humanity? or are you just venting instead of accepting?