I'm a part of the mist and aimless, the shameless exoskeleton of the famous. Some die with a name, some die nameless. Why am I saying this? Well, the culture has become complacent. Stepped on and cut. Bring back the base unfentan, all laced, equalized so that people can live. They cutting heads off, lining them up and pushing back wigs, insanity pushing around baby strollers and no kid the giggles and pitter patter of feet in reality is a schizophrenic beast