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| user: | ianai | | created: | January 17, 2016 | | karma: | 10241 | | about: | “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
Statue of Liberty Money can buy you things that a war or climate change intensified weather can destroy in seconds as seen in modern Ukraine. The pleasures and joys of money are a peacetime merriment. | | submissions | | comments | | favorites |
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