No, in my youth I really wanted a 9 to 5 factory job for a life of peaceful consumption. Instead my young adulthood consisted of surviving a series of exploitative room-and-board situations in remote areas at the mercy of some real characters, until I got on disability. Now I'm a late-blooming artist who can't stop thinking of revolution. I can't have what I was led to believe was a normal life no matter what.
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