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it's hard to see the beauty of equilibrium when your paychecks trickle down like a leak in the dam and we've been taught to swim in puddles. we don't have a lake, we evaporate. so bring your towel, and your pick axe: beach party tonight! the market glove shakes a fake hand. so this is our party, we tap the cleanest wells. if it's a question of authenticity, we'll pull it off the shelves. we're asking for subsistence.