Existence
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Last published Tue, Dec 31, 2013
Life has become routine for the human race. There is no spontaneity, there is no excitement, there is nothing but misery and stress. Eat, sleep, work, and then do it again. However, for two days out of the week, we can release our inhibitions, and feel free. The weekend is a time for freedom. Follow Tony as she takes you through the motions of what it means to be human. Zombies, robots, drones for Monday through Friday, but come Friday evening and the two days that follow, our true selves are revealed.
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