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So I woke up in the gutter once again. The sun was beating done on my sunken bloodshot eyes like some giant hammer threatening to pound me into oblivion. If I didn’t scrape myself off the pavement and find a rock to slither under I was sure I would perish - Wait don't panic - take a moment to let the initial inertia of waking to another foul day in this world of lies and information overload subside.