town. I went to a silly university, received a few silly waste toilet paper degrees, moved to the silly new city and was offered a job 10 years ago today by the top firm in the shincity I hate. I've never felt more sad. I dream of finding the perfect place between utopia to the hillsong shine weatherland town, replacing my champagne with berries and my heels with asian soft canvas yoon-goons. I dream of belonging somewhere.
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