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I am an old soul stuck in a new body. I still feel from an era long forgotten. The era was when something is broken it gets repaired, what is served is what you eat, what is right and wrong was more important than what you want, I miss the days wherein WYSIWYG and it was alright. Now the era is of the launches; it is THE new launch, so? The old one doesn’t work, not that old one had a problem, but then huh who cares, there is a new launch, right! It is funny, lying and laying is ok but touchin
