
Where’s the tipping point? You’ve climbed all the way up to the cliff top, left your t-shirt, towel and flip-flops at the bottom. This cliff face has laughed at you for weeks, hell, for years as you’ve passed on by. [...]
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At least if you go to the caryard, you can spot them from a mile away; cheap suit, slick hair, usually a big stupid grin. They ask you how your day is going, lovely weather outside, anything you’re interested in? [...]
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