[ He mentioned, turning to pour another drink. He felt a stab of guilt that was too raw to deal with. He did feel guilt, of course he did. What he was doing compounded into a complex web of lies that was too deep and too vast to really stride across. He couldn't breach his web.
But that didn't mean he didn't feel like shit about it. He held it with the rest of his burdens, everything else he'd done. He poured his drink, before turning, brown eyes scanning the room. He gestured outside, with a finger extended from the glass he was still holding. ]
The middle class are never going to care, as long as they don't lose their homes or their jobs. I understand the frustration, I've been through it too. It's hard to fear for your life, when imports have more power than they can handle.
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[ He mentioned, turning to pour another drink. He felt a stab of guilt that was too raw to deal with. He did feel guilt, of course he did. What he was doing compounded into a complex web of lies that was too deep and too vast to really stride across. He couldn't breach his web.
But that didn't mean he didn't feel like shit about it. He held it with the rest of his burdens, everything else he'd done. He poured his drink, before turning, brown eyes scanning the room. He gestured outside, with a finger extended from the glass he was still holding. ]
The middle class are never going to care, as long as they don't lose their homes or their jobs. I understand the frustration, I've been through it too. It's hard to fear for your life, when imports have more power than they can handle.