book yer stay in an apartment abroad on one of the endless alphabet soup front ends of some moron's broad stroke idea to produce nothing but air steam business thoughts. i mean::::: there is nothing here now but gambling on a dream this shit is even real, not only the price i got asked for three times(vrbo wow what a hoax) differently until it was almost double; but, also, it's clear as fog that nobody any longer really believes people across the Internet are real. and to that extent they are willing to simply WAGER , IN THE MOST PURE FORM OF ADAM SMITH ANYBODY COULD EVER DREAM ABOUT. they aren't in business for anything at all, and i have no clue what the fuck any person in this world could dream to accomplish on the Internet? not entirely, but in any life at all now. i mean it's like pay me or fuck off in every thing people do. And, that, is actually NOT AN ECONOMY BEN BERNANKE. (and neither is running a fucking hair dresser real when Florentines can sign up to imprison themselves in a STEM RESEARCH PRISON O LOGIC? fuckin hell, Ben, I got nothing but complaints for fucking sure here on tortoise.org, my own personal social life system :-( 😂.