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Propagandhi Potemkin City Limits

A new iron curtain drawn across the 49th parallel. Cut all diplomatic ties as we expel all American dignitaries, and issue a nation-wide travel advisory

with what you've gained in trade. We've given the greatest gift: the savior that will never rise, The Bringer of Greater Things. Creator of Brighter Days. The city

Here in the land that Abraham was promised to receive we listen to you catechize from your pulpit overseas. You mourn the proofs of our barbarity. Dry

He had a stack of dimes for a dink that he kept hidden from his young tormentors. She crapped her pants and when it started to stink they laughed her

The following views expressed do not necessarily reflect those of the prevailing order, who prostrate to their naked kings, tailor the seams of funeral

there's a statue right behind where it's written to remind us of all their contributions. To me it marks "potemkin city limits" as francis cast in bronze

Superbowl patriots cheer half-time propaganda, fake titties, tooting trumpets. "FREEDOM" is in lights and is shitting itself out of Post-Hippy "Call