"One person's trash is another one's treasure" or something along those lines. Many years of dumpster diving will reinforce such a utilitarian perspective, before transfer sites metamorphosing into dystopian pre-apocalyptic staging areas where the outcast and downtrodden members of society scrabble for survival amongst the scrap heaps of humanity. It's humbling to see the extent and spread of homelessness even here in the subarctic, far from the mass media focusing on sprawling tent cities in the Lower 48.
Whoah now that was a hard turn off over the edge. Critiquing on a more functional level, the element of utilizing cursive script was a stylistic choice to give an aesthetic feel of intimacy, a literate expression of intellect & insight. Forgetting the fact that an ever-increasing segment of today's general population cannot actually read, let alone use, cursive, rendering vast areas of knowledge undecipherable.
Okay nevermind then. It's just a joke. Dam it all, don't let these toothsome thoughts gnaw away at you inside.
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