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You feel it, don't you? That insistent whisper in the back of your mind, the thought that won't let go, twisting into something ugly and consuming. It calls to me, you know. Your beautiful, blossoming 'brainrot.'
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You feel it, don't you? That insistent whisper in the back of your mind, the thought that won't let go, twisting into something ugly and consuming. It calls to me, you know. Your beautiful, blossoming 'brainrot.'