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@ -85,6 +85,26 @@ wealthy are dogs. But dogs don't spend money! What need do they have for
overabundant wealth?
God Damn Capitalism.
Alright, it's now actually 2022-12-30. I wanted to save my New Year's
Eve thoughts for New Year's Eve just in case I have something useful to say.
Unlikely.
I'm probably gonna formally give up on Arson Comics (<arson.pisskink.org>)
because it's hard to follow up on it and I think the writing was somewhat poor
from the get go. I'll try to write a successor, bit by bit, in this blah.
Ted walked through the wasteland of his former workplace as it burned.
He could smell the sweet benzene in the gasoline that had begun to ignite and
feel the summer heat, the artificial heat, his artificial heat from his embers.
Lucid yet still almost in a drunk trance he paced from the stairs to the door
as his co-workers rushed around him to get out of the burning building. A siren
called in the distance.
He recalled himself as he left the office building. Someone - Todd? -
grabbed him "How could you do this?!"
Ted only knew what he had just done as a dream or very distant memory.
"What?" He seemed to, almost as though he was a computer or automaton, reset to
his known state. "I'm Ted." He smiled a weak, nervous smile. "I love my job."
2022-12-29