Gyoza, tofu tempura, veggie soup, fried cricket. Democracy progresses on almost everything, available now.

$1.5 trillion added to our deficits. A structuralist’s dreams centralize.
Federalism & the dignity of work slide down between national gratitude and liens. (The financial pacs industry isn’t just kidding.) Nothing personal, this is the sustained concussion version of indebted citizenship... I also give a lily for what’s unavailable, a cabin in the launch for recondite sentiments, for the boink of whinnying for pleasure.

Or I cry when I know you love me. Same thing.

When I get to work I credit everything from the atmosphere, the engine without a message.