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the establishment cries in icelandic, Your Soul Has No Arms, and so on.

Basically the old Shey but a bit more jaded.


The usual.


Filling fishtanks and writing poetry.


I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls...I want to live, Marge! Won't you let me live?
— Homer Simpson