Amazon finally cut me my check.
So, there, I'm a paid author now. Transaction complete.
Ben Franklin was a self-publisher, and he got on our money.
So, anyone who thinks it's not "the real deal", because I didn't stand before some self-appointed Simon Cowell figure, can kiss my ass.
That whole "big house", thing was just a temporary sales model, and you're going to live to see it go the way of the dinosaur like Blockbuster Video, VHS tapes, and Malls.
And, to all the rotten people, who don't consider someone a lifeform until they're making green paper, and don't mind saying so, well, I've made my paper, so shut the fuck up now.
This is my work.
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