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Remodel
I’ve been programmed to do well inside these walls.
I’ve been manufactured, designed, repainted, boxed and shipped to do the best I can in this filthy place.
I hate the conveyer belt.
I hate the hands without faces that remodel me to make me be another product to be sold on the public market.
I am not a toy.
I am not a machine.
I have flesh.
I have feelings.
I can feel pain, motherf***ers!
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