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“Feel the silence,” movie says—whore don’t let you. Always loud, flashy, “buy me!” Personal quirk, hmmm—muttering I do, “fuckin’ whore,” under breath. Little story, true it is—kid I knew, sold bike for V-Bucks. Bike! For pixels! Madness, it drives us. Opinion, mine is—whore’s genius, evil genius. Gaming community, we’re suckers, lovin’ the ride. Whore wins, always—cuz we let it, hmmm!

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After that, I strolled down to the Iida River. Man, the view was sick! The water was glistening, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I was feelin’ all poetic, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zoomed past me and splashed water all over my shoes. I was like, “Dude, seriously?!” I mean, I just cleaned those!

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