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TUESDAY, 30 OCTOBER 1956
The sun will eventually swallow the Earth.
Until then, the bins still go out on Tuesday.
— Zack, unqualified
VERIFIEDUNHELPFUL
PREVIOUSLY, ON YOUR DECLINE
- Someone laminated an "Acceptable Behaviour" poster for the office kitchen. It will still be…
- You bought 41 games in the Steam sale. You will play two. The other…
- You've "found your aesthetic". It's beige. It's always beige.
- You've been "circling back" since March. At this point you're space debris.
- In three generations, nobody will remember your name. You don't know your great-grandmother's, so…
- You'll leave your children everything you have. It's mostly a bread maker and an…
- Monday has its own support group. The group is everyone. The meetings are also…
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