The year is 2035. Marie Kondo holds up the condemned man to the crowd. “Does this man spark joy?” The crowd jeers, “No he does not!” She nods silently and throws him into the pit.— ☭nonessential government oils☭ (@babadookspinoza) January 13, 2019
The year is 2035. Marie Kondo holds up the condemned man to the crowd. “Does this man spark joy?” The crowd jeers, “No he does not!” She nods silently and throws him into the pit.— ☭nonessential government oils☭ (@babadookspinoza) January 13, 2019
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