Oh in the Center. Sure they are nice there. I'm not in the Center, I'm watching the center. Whole different world.
They do kill each other, they are out there, with a toothpick, trying to smoke anything, and everything that looks even near white, on the asummption that it just might be crack. I get offers to do all sorts of depraved acts for the five dollar bill that will buy them the next rock. It sucks. Not only for me, but I'm sure for them too. The only difference is that I know it sucks, they don't even care anymore.
That meth, the crack, do you even get that? How much it messes people up. OK, so you did pot, a drug designed to make boredom look attractive. Or the 'Ludes, a pill designed to make English you're second language by taking away you ability to make consents sounds and leaving you with nothing but some sort of AAAAAAAAuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiuuuy.
But the union deal, well, if some chuckelhead gets to make 6 figures by doing 90 minutes, at least we get to pay our rent, for being their for 17 hours, seems fair. And we do our own health care, because, unlike mister, or miss, star, we are doing the hard part.