Is She Making Fun of Me? by Nawar dagher
YVAN EHT NIOJ
Maybe I am conch.
A cold dark oblivion made of the ruling class's hubris.
Life is, in a word, Balatro.
This kind of people are really precious. If you can find some that synergize well with each other you can get a lot of mult.
At first glance I couldn't even tell which was chatgpt and which the human.
And I now that's by design. Chatgpt is designed to talk like these rich idiots.
Shit, they're onto us.
Who snitched?
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No way! I'm very surprised.
The good ending
From Machikado Mazoku.
Amefuri Harete Hanahikaru by Ohsawa Yayoi
Crosswings Won't Fly
Ikoku Nikki.
Kimi to Idol Precure
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All hail the God Turtle.