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Within this uncompromising maze, the faceless men in white suits force you to stumble along the path from point A to B. Tall white walls confiscate creativity and slowly strangle the unsuspecting
i am not afraid of sociopaths, i grind them hard, are a pest under my feet, smashed to smithereens, forcefully and dilligently, who are to think you could stop me? i have won over streets soldiers,
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