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I recently moved into a new house and the place is a fucking wreck: the basement has termites, the oven has dead mice in it, there are fucking cockroaches (!) (anyone from the pacific northwest can tell you how uncommon cockroaches are in this climate), the neighbor's house recently got shot up in a drive-by, and the place is just generally falling apart. The interior, however, with people and animals now living in it, is actually warm and pleasant. A few blocks away is a massive Nike outlet store that stands alone, menacing and sterile, challenging customers to enter. 2009 was a bad year for places like this, and they've been liquidating all their previously overpriced slave-made apparel. I was recently struck by how hilariously more applicable this song is to the Nike outlet than it is to our new house.

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White walls! Bad setting! Black paint! Big holes!
This company is totally fucking bankrupt. The lights stick in the folds. The rats that live in the basement have multiplied and spread by the score. This business is failing in lateral folds; productivity must rise! More units must be sold! You get an elemental wasteland for the price of living in the heartland.
White walls! Bad Setting! Black paint! Big holes!
This is a difficult way to live.

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from A Rhythm In The Cages (2009), released December 31, 2009

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