im alone in an unknown city 600km away from my home to take my final exams, sitting in a park just reflecting on life i feel like the main character of some Balzac novel if he were a girl in his mid 20s who collections perfumes and quotes Elena Ferrante religiously
"Trickle down economics doesn't work, so let's try piñata economics. That's the one where we beat the billionaires until the hoarded wealth falls out."