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He wakes up. He wakes up. He wakes up. He shouts. He wakes up. He turns. He wakes up. He spreads like butter over the bed. He is like a deflating balloon. He lopes to the bus stop. He lumbers to the drug store. He gambols to the grocery store. He swipes accidentally at strangers. He forgets to post a letter again. He reads a goverment written report about food and water security and he is terrified by it. There is no security at all. He hears the Revolution rumbling just over the horizon. Jimmy Fallon calms him down. Nothing can go wrong when Jimmy Fallon dances and frolics for the camera. He reads about freed slave girls and science for sale to the highest bidder and wears a double standard like a cheap suit that goes over the cheap suit he is wearing. He goes to sleep. He will wake up but for now he sleeps.