How many malls must a woman shop from before she can bid consumerism good bye.
Yes, n how many cars must a man drive in before he gives his fucking feet a try.
How many brinjals does my stomach need to try, before I can digest Monsanto's lie.
Yes, n how many suicides should a farmer commit, before he can bio-diversi-fy?
How many forests are they going to clear out, before they realize they can't breathe.
Yes, n how many mountains will they flatten to mine ore, before they bury themselves deep.
The answer my friend, as explained by Bob Dylan, is impenetrably ambiguous.
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