Tax
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Salty
Wikipedia Poem, No. 458 killed their bodies for five earrings me in the streets expensive me the streets setting fire taking me into the streets setting fire to warn worn like worms to worn tax collectors houses some attacked to protest and soak their chalky white skin in heaps of rebels emblazoned with carved jade…
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Stein on France, Progress, History
“The background of tradition of profound conviction that men and women and children do not change, that science is interesting but does not change anything, that democracy is real but that governments unless they tax you too much or get you defeated by the enemy are of no importance.” Gertrude Stein in Paris France
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