I suspect that an AI program is slapping up posts here at the spot, without written permission from the publisher. It’s shooting out feelers for reactions. xXCODEXx wasn’t even read. It’s not worth the depression of a [DELETE] button.
I always thought I was too clever for AI, but it’s programmers are more determined to undermine my fictional odyssey into the multi-rippling layers of reality’s underbelly. As I sew the butterfly effect up behind me, cauterizing the past, harnessing the present, promising myself a future, something so cold as a computer program attempts to rip open my soul. All I want to do is write about Earth. All they want to do is take pictures of my empty wallet.
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MARY (BASIC WORDAGE)
onecabal___awake
twoskullduggery___dress
threestratagem___walk
fourintrinsic___[ad]dress
fivegarble___deliver
sixwhitewash___return
sevenfever___reward
Gregg (IDENTICAL STIMULUS)
Onecabal___open eyes
Twoskullduggery___tobacco
Threestratagem___can beer
Fourintrinsic___sit up
Fivegarble___cough/itch/rub
nose
Sixwhitewash___demons
Sevenfever ___open eyes
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