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I hate mornings. I sometimes dream of a society where people aren't afraid of the dark and people can conduct business at all hours of the day. Each person has a work schedule that fits him/her best, and every business is open 24 hours a day. There'll be no lines at the supermarket anymore, because everybody goes when it's most conveinent for them, not all at the same time. Also, commuter traffic virtually disappears as the ridiculous convention of starting or leaving work on the hour or half hour disappears.
But then I remember I live in a country founded by religious farmers who take great pride in beating down people who are different from them.
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You know something, I don't think the sun even... exists... in this place. 'Cause I've been up for hours, and hours, and hours, and the night never ends here.
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