I'm angry, almost enraged but it must either be a righteous anger or a medically subdued, more calculating rage. I might be even be a rant about the whole freakin' world.
Money.
The pleasure of it
The power manipulation that surrounds it
The excess of it
The need, the basic needs - to eat, to be clothed, to have housing that it so difficult to obtain in these days.
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