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Biobot Doubt
She can't fathom living for the rewarding, the excessive, in such high velocity spatter.
It's a feeling that must have been generated by the kind of self-worth where thrusters are propelled by parading and pontificating, rather than the simple need to win.
Yes. It demands a persona in others that is cooler than their own idea of self.
Here, the capacity for growth and excessive revelation bring (without being overcome by continual exchanges of victims) a faster, more instant cosmic karma than you can stomach.
It does, she thinks, link a sort of revenge cannibalism, a hate-of-self-for-loving-you syndrome that datapops to the extreme--raising an extreme importance to hiding.
And it's not a mere revelation of a go-to-work-and-just-be-friendly datapop. No. It's one that unknowingly fattens for the slaughter all who listen.
I'm just saying.
I'm just saying.
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