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You’re On Your Own

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We have friends, allies, global trade, social media, and live in a truly connected world.

Well, that’s just until shit hits the fan. Then you’re on you’re own.

When depression hits, the airstrikes and tanks start rolling in.

You’re on your own.

They’ll love you, speak highly of you and call you a brother until the other brother with better benefits slaps you right across your face, then…

You are sadly on your own.

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