The Inefficiency of Words.
Robert Cormack
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It took a Trump for you to realize this! Where were you — hibernating at south pole?

I admire this piece. It stinks of Miller. Did you get drunk on one before typing, mate? Strong words — I tell you — not neat, but a good blend. Strong language. Strong words. Don’t you waste it all on one man, mate.

BTW there is more garbage out there for your kind attention — sort it, crisp it, type it; I will read that piece too.

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