One of the things I abhor in this country is how very often work becomes a convenient excuse for not having a life. A tragic and small-minded distortion of priorities, at once escapism and self-denial.
But what scares the most is how unwittingly one falls into these traps, after having committed oneself, time and again, to struggle against such senseless schizophrenic boundaries. How modern slavery grips you slyly in its spell...
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