There's a single 40 year old janitor that smells of bleach in my office that I doubt will watch the game...
Other than that, everyone cares. It's srs bznz.
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I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness,
starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the streets,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection
to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.
