There's no paint on the house.It disappeared some years ago.
But it doesn't matter.
The sun's always shining up here in New Zealand's Far North and if it doesn't, it doesn't matter.
The bus doesn't go because nobody's fixed whatever's wrong with it but it doesn't matter.
Nothing really matters and so what if it did...
You know, I think you hit the nail on the head; nothing really matters.
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