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I need a new job. I don't have much compassion anymore.
Deal with tweekers from Cookeville, Sparta, Monterey, Livingston, Gainesboro, fucking Clay county every day.
Covered in ugly sores. Reeking of pot. Walking all over the store. One of their asshole friends chatting me up and trying to distract me while the other is dumping shit in their purse. Shitty car with the bumper missing parked on the side of the building, trying to hide their car.
I wish I bought a bunch of bitcoin back in the day. I would still have some compassion.
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