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| Props out to the big city. Where no one cares if you act like a jerk. City life, that's for me. None other comes close. | |
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| When i grow up I want to be as deluded as you. Give me three reasons city life is better. To me, living in a city is like living a life in hell. | |
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| For starters, there aren't all these damn goats running around. Also, dumbasses aren't always bending over to pick up something as worthless as a penny. Arcades! How could I forget arcades? | |
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| No way. City air smells like diesel. Sweeties sell their bodies on the corner. Population is exploding. Dogs have to poop on sidewalks. The list goes on. | |
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| There's nothing to do here! Everyone plays Plinko. Fight Club was outlawed for "being on the devil's side." XXX movies would make these people's heads explode. | |
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| Country life is REAL life. People talk in person, not on some forum. Users of Black Magic abound, sure, but that's to be expected with all the heroin use. | |
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