Your really feel naked and exposed walking the streets of Toronto. The city of light should be fortified like Solidar. Where are the shapely sand bags and coils of razor wire? They speak to me of trans acceptance and diversity strength. Trenches and self propelled flak in municipal parking spaces. The smell of burning. Toronto should be covered with earthworks.
I am a human resources professional, it says so on my card. Management wisely realized that too many employees would snivel about the sex tape component of their corporate profile. They lacked resources to produce an acceptable sex tape, one that would reflect Corportate magnificence. 'Magnificence' is McCullough's word, by the way. They lacked imagination, costumes, or knowledge of rigging. They are talentless, not plumbers; they are unused to having things not fall apart. Our actuary informed the decision team that at least one would impale themselves on a thruster leg, leading to dismemberment. It was decided to make the corporate sex tape option of 'career' videos to invisible from the user it is associate with.
