It is really cold isn't it. Some one percent is hauling it in. The rest dangles from the trees. Hanging out to dry or something. No stranger than southern fruit. No different from it. As color is no longer a discriminating component in this here dusk. This is all of an unprecedented blackness. The new weight is ownership. The heavier you are the harder to hang. Everybody has bought into it for the promise of a chance at the title. This is a clever arrangement with a huge contingency of failure and an even larger circle of collateral. They will take it all and blame you for being so stupid and careless. For signing the contract. It almost seems devised to serve the purpose of scraping the flesh off the bones. Every single acquisition gets lost to the method. The family land too. You'd expect it to be normal for a human to work reasonable hours, buy a minimum of healthy foods, a minimal wardrobe and in the course of, let's say 25 ye