citizens of st. louis

your "job creators"your franchise ownersyour city council membershave lowered minimum wagefrom $10 to $7.70which is to say $2.30 per hoursaved up to buy robots thatare still being beta testedrest assured when they are readyyour pay cut now will pay for your termination then this is to say your american dreamthat you eat daily with breakfastside of snake oil side of lotto ticketshould wake you hours beforeso that you can see the sweatcollected on your browin the mirror and see itis no different or better thanthe sweat of a mexicanan african americana syrian or a filipino hating a liberal or hating a conservativeis like hating the flock from whichone bullet will pluck a lifemaybe choose instead to tracefind the gun and its manufacturerfind the man and his fathersee the faint boot heel shaped bruiseon the throat of his and hisremember that agreements last aslong as they are subtext to the liminal act or the earth will swallow your remainsstill digesting in the belly of industry

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