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Let's say I live outside one of the most highly educated areas of the country. And let's say it's crammed orgy-with-clothes full of young upwardly mobile professionals. They're not dumb, they're not stupid... they went to Hah-vahd and they drive a car that's more expensive than my first house. They've just got an entitlement complex and can't be bothered to do things like hold open doors, operate vehicle turn signals, or give you the time of day.
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