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Don't die before you're dead

And you sit in your car in the garage for an extra fifteen minutes. Because it's the only place where nobody wants anything from you yet. But hey, you've got a proper life, just like everyone else. Fucking congratulations. Then the state needs cannon fodder. And it turns out your beautifully planned life can be canceled with a single piece of paper. Yesterday you were choosing a trim package. Today you're lying in a trench, waiting for a drone to hit you in the fucking face in 3, 2, 1...