Okay, I've been ranting an awful lot lately, and while that is the reason for this blog, I'm finding it a little hard to scrounge up the inspiration and energy to have at it. So, thinking about the central planners who choose which of us get treatment, and which don't, who lives, and who dies, and to lighten things up a little, I present you...Arch Enemy, Blood on Your Hands.
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