Absolution

It blind fogs in February, summers seem to melt us into drains clogged with plastic and dead rats; we can’t imagine a world without electricity, which, by the way, is ironic given our generous “usage” of water. Talking of litres, we spend the precious petrol commuting to workplaces we hate to be in, and begin our day gulping down drugs for sane longevity, as if we could have a thousand more generations of unprecedented lawyers who will successfully absolve humanity of slowly murdering the Earth.

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