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i don't wanna go to work... i wasn't meant to labor in the post-industrial hellscape... i should be riding the vast and endless steppes, nothing but me, my horse, and my tribe traversing the great ocean of grasslands underneath the sky god... i want to relax in my yurt, drinking fermented horse milk and hearing about my cousin's raids on china and/or constantinople, not waiting for my landlord to cash my fucking rent check already so i can spend too much money on eggs without worrying about making the check bounce
