you shelter yourself in your designer bags, shoes, clothes and cars.
as you make to believe that the world is made of these things.
you wait for the latest collection, the latest fashion and all those fundamental things.
you keep in mind, your next fuck. your next cellphone. your next cup of Starbucks.
you are caught up in your lifestyle. your endless pursuit of things you don't really need.
outside, you find those caught up in life; wondering when's the next meal, the next paycheck, the next bill.
you are your own culture.
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