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[Copypasta]It starts with a surge of adrenaline
twitchquotes:It starts with a surge of adrenaline. Signals flood the nervous system. Pupils race back and forth behind closed eyelids. Then open. Now itβs up to you to decide what to do with it.
It starts with a surge of adrenaline. Signals flood the nervous system. Pupils race back and forth behind closed eyelids. Then open. Now itβs up to you to decide what to do with it.
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The year is 2037. Ligma is now the name of a real disease
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