Here it is: The Story of Stuff
Stuff, stuff, stuff, stuff... Oh, I need more stuff because it fills up my time which I must idle away because I have not thought about my goals... I need these new light-bulbs for holiday decorations to impress my neighbors, I need these new shoes to outshine the other woman at work so I can get a promotion so that I can make more money so that I can buy even better shoes to outshine the women at work so that I can get another promotion... I liked my holiday dishes but now I want new ones to impress guests... I have lifeless hair, I'll just buy gels and hair milks for it without ever reading their ingredients, and I won't worry about if my hair gets less healthy in reality because it'll look better superficially while I pollute the planet... Oh, stuff, stuff, stuff, I love my stuff. Don't touch my stuff. I need my stuff. Stuff...
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