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Sometimes I go to the Amish market to get amazing pastries and I always love talking to the Amish chicks at the bakery. They all have the white bonnet (married) but they're like 19 probably and super cute, no makeup, I can't help but fall in love every time I talk to one. And every time I wish I was born Amish, not having to pay taxes, living a supportive and loving community, having a fulfilling life away from shitskins and niggers and degenerates, I always get really depressed after I leave and go home to an empty house away from my estranged family, hearing my nigger neighbors screaming and hooting and hollering for no fucking reason, staring across the street to stare at a LGBTQ+ flag flapping in the wind. I fucking hate it.
