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This, this is my country. And these, these are my people.

Write in the second-person plural present tense. Always, always. You always do this, you are always doing it, you are doing it right now. Cover up your lack of inspiration by writing in this way.

“Anybody can fold napkins!”

When watching in horror as someone pours ketchup on a hot dog.

At this point you’re starting to think about leaving a comment on this essay. “Firstworldprob–” you’re starting to type in your head. Please stop doing that.

Now, this current trendy love of bacon has filtered down to the Burger King-level, and Burger King has introduced its Bacon Sundae. Before discussing that, as we inevitably must, because we have no choice in the matter, do you know where the word “sundae” comes from?

You build me up, you break me down. My heart, it pounds — yeah you got me.

“It’s not a choice, it’s not a political statement.”

She had loved something once. In time, when we could speak to one another, she would love me.

She really had the sadness down. She was mod, if mod is a thing that prostitutes are. She wore a white vinyl dress and white go-go boots; the rest of her was an advertisement for long black hair and long black eyelashes.