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By Jack Joseph Smith
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Was:armeocth, once jelly fat, Now there were lines,
thin lines of red curved up under his: eyes, The
thing akeut’ hie-eyes mass they: were Like mine, . ent! ‘
; ead Lene? phe pupils fron
I-imew ‘he-had fought hard’ to keep dsleemaiimematsiaemay- dyMruvq.
mee!
De ya! see-what I’wean Animal? His-is:a-useless:
cHiallenges as many challengessmay bez, butt ITrea=
peat it, ye leant gupport it any lenger with my
own wee csee You see Animal, laborers: think
teat! AIT the-times ya'' knows’ The protlem ia: that
am American worker, when le works: it the middle of
2 the battering of factory sound, which is also a:
tine-when any mam could’ net controll being absole
utely alone; during this-times.maybe tem heures of
pressure-extreme; the Aueriten worker dreams jean
Tous: dreams of those wlio: don't work, He hates all>
Nothing im his:mind is not! rejected er distroyeds’
But’ when the buzzer rings, ke sees: the: rich with
protlems-with their wives, .and the hyppies with ‘
preblems iw their WULES ‘and’ ther he-goes out’
into a io -can. of beer ant laughs
soit eact vepeating work shift, In the morning)
, for me, ,it' wae not only tances and’ akeohol. I