what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

It’s not really such a flat city. One dimensional. Shallow. Plastic. Fake. Like the view from Frasier’s window. Buildings rearranged condensed imagined into a falsified skyline Seattle where the Space Needle is somewhere between 1001 and Mount Rainier. Where 1201 is nudged up against some building that doesn’t exist. Where everybody knows your name. not really.  I’ll meet you at 801 5th and get a proper picture of you on your bike dominating this plastic Seattle PR metropolis mural.

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"Yo, tell Dave Eck to go fuck himself!"

Thanks for the 57% asshole. Perhaps you could hook me up with what you owe me, or next time I'm gonna hit you in the head with a hammer. I bet you know what that feels like!

let's all just switch companies in our little incestuous messenger town where company owners used to work for other companies and stole a few big clients and started their own companies and employees just bounce around here and there until there's nowhere else to bounce. You know it's a small sad little town when you tell the Jimmy Johns kid there's an opening at your legal messenger company and he says "shit I make more than that in tips alone"

hahaha the exodus has begun!

funky boss funky boss get off my back

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