It is a time of fear in the face of freedom, a time of an emptying country and swelling cities, a time for the widening of previous roads and the opening of new paths, yet a time when these paths are mined by knowing algorithms of the all-seeing eye. It is the time of the warrior’s peace and the miser’s charity, when the planting of a seed is an act of conscientious objection.
When Personal Means A Fraud That Comes From An Impoverished Country Halfway Around The World
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