EssenceFactory workers, working class, when the hooter goes off everybody goes to work and home.
Simple people working hard for a bowl of soup, having no regrets, no aspirations, no competition.
Pub at night, playing darts. Soccer games, soccer fans.
Farmers, have-nots, working hard for a bowl of soup. Workers working together, with comrades, like miners. Slaves, sometimes even treated worse by slaves; cheap labor. Immigrants low on the social ladder, lured into it. They work all day and get paid; in the evening they go to the bar with friends, drink a lot, have fun and make jokes.

MindNo consciousness of problem.
Connected, primordial soup.
Full acceptance.
Same clothes, hair.
Interconnected, all one; no individuality.
Life is harsh enough as it is, no reflection.
Wrong, wrong sides, mistakes.
Hard work.
Delusion of having a choice.
Keeping the dead with you.
A cracker.
Staircase to heaven, a spiral.
Yawning, tired.
Uncomfortable, but not allowed to speak about it.
Together, but not coming together.
Curling up.
Chaotic, confusing.
No ability to leave the rigid path.
Rejuvenation.
Fresh.
Rigidity; frigidity.
Hiding behind jokes, fun, to feel comfortable, appreciated.
The truth is too heavy to bear.
Cannot separate, cannot combine.
Top of motion.
There is no such a thing as a free lunch.
You have to follow the straight road; it looks like you can have sidesteps, but only a little, for a short time.
A stable marriage with a fling from time to time, but nothing serious.
It is hard to have distinctive rules.
Over-tasked, over-asked, overburdened.
Monty Python: always look at the bright side of life.

BodyHeart: problems.