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Beaten down by capitalism, with an unquenchable hunger for smashed avocados and affordable housing, I toil, and I write, I sing and I suffer.. Mind you, it’s a very comfortable, tolerable suffering, like an “I’m Irish and I’m forced to watch people enjoying sunshine” kind of suffering, but I suffer none the less.