I grew up on Market Street you'll never sell out.

I just thought I'd take a stance in this shit show flying through the presses and the viral infection people have to work past in order to be enlightened. The left or right get informed become empowered be connected and micro manage everyman woman and robot. Somehow the internet has lost its "in" and I'm watching reality fade into advertising and clickbait and data collecting artificial intelligence building meta, code dependent, all Gore rhythm, stacked layers, bricks and blockers pornography trying to get off the grid! IR reads pawns SOLE BILL. PUNKS not DEAD it's Anarchy our key make it out go for barky, Jesus Crisis! Gods fleaing these dog eat dog world's you're oar, STIR!!!!! My flush takes your money, keeps you -beatin off the hook up and down to fuck over my lead pages. Not for pro fit or gonzo nation.