A nonsense based on the question WTF

«..Welcome to us the best specialists!»
And it is still interesting, in what areas?
If the basis of all profits is international dumping.
You heard, I said international.
All high technologies are bought at the price of potatoes or rice with turmeric.
Other specialists cannot know local norms.
But the bankers who profited from robbery, somewhere far away, are welcome everywhere
There are no claims against them.
There are no claims against the German ex-official shareholder of taiga oil and gas either.
And the humane allies of one side are the ultimate beneficiaries of the actions of the opposite side to the other. The stolen money simply settles where it is needed.
But who will have claims against themselves?

But there are claims against me and Don Pedro,
Although he is, for sure, a very good person.
But he is a real descendant of the conquistadors,
So the curse of the Indians overtook them through generations.
I don't even know why I was cursed.

But the vile hypocrisy didn't start, it never stopped.
..And the cost of labor expressed through..
Not so
"..money expressed through sex, expressed through money"
- the secret of power -
"money that is lacking, expressed through sex that is lacking,
is sex expressed through money that is not there"
This is a mathematical proportion = money expressed through money.

Stop copying from everyone.
I just have a good memory, it's not my fault.
Use it, finally, somehow productively.
"..I say: international" - shame on you,
This is a stolen language construct.
Yes, I even stole it along with the mood, it will also come in handy.
A disgrace, what else can I say.

Yes, there really is a shortage of the right men for the right women.
And demand, mind you, does not create supply.
Money expressed through sex, when there is neither.
And I bet no one will recognize the morphology of these brilliant turns of phrase
I replaced the words in the song.
And that makes the deed even more terrible.

I slept for five days straight and that's why I'm tired.
The voice of the dream told me in pure English
And it's really cool, I really didn't understand it right away.
He said, "That's clear, no need to continue"

and that woke me up.
And then I started doing my own thing again.
I am your voice of the dream.
I doubt it.
You dreamed that you suddenly had French fries in your shoe.
Yes, that's how it was, I was walking down the street and suddenly it happened, it's some kind of embarrassment.
But I took off my shoe and laid it out on the asphalt for the birds.
How did you find out? Were you watching?
The only thing I lacked in my dream, I think, was paranoia.

the dumper destroys only competitors first, and then everything around.
"never be a "Stakhanovite"" my grandmother told me that.
She didn't know the word dumping, maybe it didn't exist then.
but they probably saw many, many years ago how this mechanism works.

In the end, probably only one monopolist remains
But I haven't studied this subject, it's too disgusting.
And these LBDIs have claims against me and Don Pedro, this is super-arrogance, really.
But she is provided with money.
And arrogance expressed through money is power.
But dumping is fraud.
With continental volumes and scales, this is an insignificantly small detail.

And by the way, you are also a dumper and have always been one
and you would not be who you are if you weren't one.
I am a very microscopic dumper,
And I suggest looking the other way now.
No, say thank you first to yourself for your fate,
A tiny bet is a tiny profit,
for those who didn't dare to want much.

And I'm telling you again, I don't want anything at all from the start.

Is this a code?
Why should I be surprised then that there is nothing?

For those who want to follow some kind of code.
I repeat, I said "wants."

And this strange desire is clearly more than nothing.

You copied the construction of the morphology of repetition from me.
Not from you, no need to lie.

I just wanted to think about where to get money.
Did you figure it out?
No, but many unpleasant revelations came to light.
Well, that is to say, this state of affairs is not a bug, it's a feature.
It's unfortunate.
But it's better to know than not to know.

But "money is expressed through sex, and sex through money."
I can't quote the novel in full.
"..you'd think.." I borrowed this phrase too,
the most beautiful girl in school used to say that,
She had a nose like a little button like a doll's
and all the boys were in love with her.
And I have a nose like an eagle's beak, and that's the whole point.
Money is expressed through sex attractiveness and vice versa.
Her beauty really faded too quickly.

You don't have a single excuse.
And Freud's jaw will confirm this to us
Well, because we have a blackmail package from her dreams.
No, Freud's jaw, it hasn't been published anywhere yet,
But it's in your interests to confirm any of my thesis.

Ouija, are you a blackmailer!?
Of course.
Was it worth turning away from the topic of financial fraud levers,
In order to end up in a purely criminal zone?
And we haven't left it anywhere today,
but just look around here.
You distinguish a difference that doesn't exist, that's not a good sign.

Where can I get money?
Money is expressed through money.
Accordingly,
anyone, a high school student, any clerk, anyone at all
has long since learned to put a task in one word.
But I am still a poet.
Real poets are these
mastered the skill, by the way, better than others.
But the point here is to dream big and not small.

Everything here is fake, what should I want here?
Dumping for food, justifying yourself with your long nose, this is much more shameful.
Code? Well, you can even eat it.
I don’t understand what code we are talking about here.
The vows we took, we don’t all remember them.

Did you by any chance take a vow of celibacy or asceticism?
I don’t remember that.
But “they will be alive as long as you are alive”
Tell me please, why is everyone around you half-dead?
Are you dead?
I don’t remember promising anything like that to anyone.

And the original of this quote - creativity at the level of the highest witchcraft supposed.
Well, it turned out that way, I’m probably the last person who knows both.
You know this kind of contemptuous arrogance towards life, which is expressed through stupidity,
And vice versa.

It's not so easy to accept anyone into this game anymore,
Unless in any capacity on the plantations of a slave.

Since the supply counting on profit,
cannot satisfy the demand, which is also money.
You will have to sell the profit to earn a profit.
And these niches have been monopolized for a long time.

Are we accidentally discovering a financial pyramid scheme now?
Many people guessed about this much earlier than us.

Despite the fact that money has not been money in this world for a long time.
And of course it has nothing to do with work.
And it is not expressed through sex, just not in this place,
This is the definition of a completely different term.
And here we have permafrost, without any cash flows.

You can't get used to the cold if it is really cold.
Yes, but to swim to them you first need an icebreaker.
In any case, dumping on food is extremely shameful.
Think of a way to rob a bank
or commit seppuku now.
We will need 12 friends of Ocean then
and I do not even know Ocean himself.
Then the second is the only option.

The usurers defeated us all.
It was the old woman pawnbroker who killed the student Raskolnikov with an axe.
And not the other way around.
Well, Dostoevsky owed everyone,
He looked for an answer and did not find it,
so he fought in epileptic seizures
often at the risk of biting off his tongue.
I say, all this did not start today.
You know, I understand the motivation of mercenaries, for the jackpot.
A military man is, in general, always a mercenary.

Money. They didn't start dumping on small things.
Code? Of course. I don't know about that.
I understand, but no, I don't justify. I'm not a judge,
and in order to justify or condemn, you need to be a judge.
Well, there are no judges left in the world,
because there are no more laws,
It seems that this should be obvious to everyone.

stop talking nonsense to me.
If the goal is money, you should definitely know where to step.
Yes, rose-colored glasses have recently broken, that's true.
But keep in mind, they all have the same exact goal.
You can't deceive yourself in the main thing anymore.
Yes, I remember the only fork in the road to success here:
"who doesn't want to be a clown for faggots
Will be a faggot for clowns"
Well, I just recently reread the novel about ghouls again.

And that explains a lot.
Well, of course.

I hope this is money expressed through sex?
No, just a hint - in cryptocurrency.
So I watch, they undress in front of each other only through the screen.
TikTok, show me your belly button,
because it is the monetary equivalent of views.

And why aren't you working now.
I can't.
The voice told me and I woke up from it yesterday
"That's clear, don't continue this."
! In English!
And the voice was in reality, and I was in a dream and it woke me up.
But in reality there was no one around.
This is amazing.
It was the Voice of the Dream, I swear.
The Voice of Reason didn't say anything at all.

You have too specific a sense of humor.
Yes, despite the fact that I never joke at all.

And at the same time you don't even know what we were talking about.
Yes, indeed.
But at first it seemed to me that I knew.
At the same time, here in reality,
the rose-colored glasses of any hopes for anything were shattered.
While I was sleeping in the world, it seems that evil finally won.
And this became clear to everyone.

You would think that Evil had some kind of confrontation with something else before.
Evil has nothing to win over here.
So what kind of victory of Evil can we talk about?

Ouija, you are the Devil, I am convinced of this again and again.
Then everything is in its place.

Earn your 10 dollars now and we will buy whiskey.
But the voice told me not to continue this.
Continue everything that can continue,
Until you find out the context, what was being discussed.
And how interested am I in finding it out?
The inscription on the mirror in blood, greetings from hell, it seems
It would be even more dramatic and more effective.

Not "from" but "in", firstly, and secondly, it's too hackneyed an image.
It's good that I'm a situational atheist,
Send me an air kiss then.
Better not read vampire stories at night.
And after that, I dreamed of French fries in my shoe on a spring day,
This is really too much

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Google translated everything, it probably mixed everything up. I wrote something completely different. but I haven't read it