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Raised in a van. Fed on stolen caviar, good cheese, pickled herring, and artisan crackers, never staples, my mother had principles. Lost the hair, kept the name. Milking the future now. Don't make me explain it twice. The math doesn't lie.
Raised in a van. Fed on stolen caviar, good cheese, pickled herring, and artisan crackers, never staples, my mother had principles. Lost the hair, kept the name. Milking the future now. Don't make me explain it twice. The math doesn't lie.