Every day, when I am asked if I can spare some change, I say something like "sorry, not today." But that's a lie. I'm not sorry. The truth is, I don't care. I don't care what situation you're in. I don't care if it's you're fault or not. I don't care how little it might take to get you whatever it is that you want. By the time I get to the end of the block, I will have forgotten that you exist. I'll bet that this lack of interest is mutual.
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