Back in the day, they had an old saying, a fool and his cash were destined to crash, and therefore conversely, the wise could then certainly build up their accounts in bounteous amounts. But today, things have changed for the worse now. Ever feel that you can’t catch a break? Like everyone’s got a hand in your purse now. Those who aren’t on the make are all on the take. We take out a loan for to pay back the owners for things we all need. Don’t mind their greed. Existence subscriptions, just misery prescriptions for those choosing the lot of being a have not. Welcome to Toll Booth City. You’re not the only one. Nobody said it’d be pretty. Nobody said it’d be fun. Whether a renter or nomadic tenter, whatever you do, they’re coming for you. A sign of our downfall, a steep playground paywall. If you can’t afford shoes, they’ll rent them to use. They’ll distract, make you fear this or that one. Planting seeds of hate disease in your mind. You won’t know how it goes till it’s all gone. Burrowed in your world, chasing squirrels, while they’re robbing you blind.
