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26/08/2004: "The System"
Today, I am part of the system. I swipe my Oyster card every morning to take the tube. I arrive on time at work and chat with colleagues. I wait for pay day - which is today, and check the balance on my account (which was zero yesterday) at the cash machine next to the station. And I pay my taxes (an insulting 35%). I carry a bundle of cash in my pocket to make me feel important and cool. I love the system. I am the system.
Tomorrow, I will mix with the leftist crowd at Reading Festival and pretend to be part of them. Well, but how did they earn the money to pay for the ticket? I hope they stole it. (pix to come!)
