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I have to say that anger is the blanket that comes around me, and that blunts and blurs my sense of proportion.
For some Chicago expats food is the medicine that blunts the pain of separation.
I have to say that anger is the blanket that comes around me and that blunts and blurs my sense of proportion.
You don't know what hard times are, daddy. Hard times are when the textile workers around this country are out of work, they got 4 or 5 kids and can't pay their wages, can't buy their food. Hard times are when the autoworkers are out of work, and they tell 'em to go home.
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