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Ideal for: Sad, lonely, miserable people.
Job specifications: You live alone, living off locusts and honey, or
whatever insects you happen to pick off your thick, unruly hair. Why you do
his is a mystery to all who know you, but you throw yourself into the task
with some absurd sense of satisfaction.
Drawbacks: Aside form the fact that you have no one to talk to, you’re
miles away from the nearest supermarket. You have to catch your own food,
cook it (if you bother at all—after a few months, you develop a taste for
raw field mice). You obviously can’t get soap or toothpaste, but since
nobody’s around to complain about your lack of hygiene, it’s okay. You may
lose a few teeth to vitamin deficiencies, making it a little difficult to
gnaw on the bones you scavenge from the hyenas’ leftovers, but there’s
enough rotting fruit for you to feed on when the gums get a little sore.
Perks: You don’t have any annoying neighbours, and the IRS has ceased to
be a problem.
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