It is an old boy's network machine. I feel It weighing on my soul recently. I'm actually also worried for those benefiting from It who don't know they are getting damaged by It, too. I want feel healthier and less crushed by It. I feel an absence of language to describe It. Exhaustion. Time to look at colors and drink something liquid (oh, water is fine) and maybe do some knitting (to put my mind on other things.) And...
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