no percent, it is not anyone's fault, and hopefully nothing goes, tax havens, easy money, when I train myself to pay for holidays, everything goes wrong and there's nothing to do, the nap to forget everything that is ugly, everything is ugly, it tells us anything, why not just admit, I gained a lot of money, and I tell you, you tighten the belt so that j 'earns more, that's how it works, the too full and empty as most are struggling to jump on a once every two hundred years, more than full die in agony, but during periods of growth are more empty than the exploited, the capital side, the work of another revolution never able to overthrow the order established for too long will be said when we finally that money is for everyone and not just those who were lucky enough to find a treasure, we must share prohibit the luxury to give everyone a chance to exist, we all have something to give, but the bourgeois order to protect itself, it is a final struggle that ends with death, more money worries, the soul is seen as a beginning of love,