OK. That title has nothing to do with this post. I just like that quote and am feeling a little nihilistic at the moment. See, I got my wallet stolen last night. I have no identity and no money and some little shit is going around the city emptying out the contents of my wallet at video arcades. Bastard. I would be quite happy to piano wire the dude and leave his body along an empty highway in Queens, so maybe that title has something to do with this post.

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