. . . tell me the big meeting will be tomorrow, and the party bus leaves in the afternoon.

Most of 'em don't expect to be conscious until sometime Friday night.

Oh!—those young people! they get sucker-punched like that, and they're willing to become conscious again at some point. The idealism just floors me.

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