Tuesday, January 22, 2013

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Went to a "farmer's market" that isn't actually a farmer's market. While listening to cashiers talk about how artists and graphic designers make a shitton of money sans ironic detachment while looking at the layout of a weekly flyer and staring at ten dollar plastic tubs of hummus and "brain tonics" I definitely realized that, yes, this generation is fucked.

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