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 -> file: fediverse/1986
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 when cornered, is it your instinct to escape? or to take one of them down with
 you?
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 -> file: fediverse/1987
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 Ice cream with jam is delicious, don't let anyone tell you that you need
 chocolate or caramel.
 
 Fresh fruit, too, though it's better as a side.
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 -> file: fediverse/1988
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 @user-246 
 
 I once heard that Excel is a functional programming language with a tabular
 interface
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 -> file: fediverse/1989
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 I don't care who you are, but if others aren't fighting to be in your life,
 then do they really belong there?
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 -> file: fediverse/1990
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 When my family would go on roadtrips, I'd hide under a blanket in the front      │
 seat with my laptop and power inverter just to hide from the glare.              │
 My mom would play audiobooks, usually fantasy stories, and my sisters would      │
 watch their portable TVs. Like, dvd players that you could carry on top of your  │
 lap. Not laptops, but little purpose-built devices primarily intended to be      │
 used to watch DVDs, or rather movie files that were printed on a disk.           │
 And yes, it's disk, not disc, thanks for asking.                                 │
 anyway it was pretty nice I have fond memories of jugging a gas-station snack    │
 while also swapping circular cartridges - most games required the game's CD to   │
 be inserted in order to play the game.                                           │
 which is just... a nonsensical restriction if you think about it hard enough. I  │
 mean, like, can you imagine if you needed to insert your windows disk anytime    │
 you wanted your computer to turn on? Just... write the disk information! To      │
 disc! Save it so that you never need the crude piece of plastic again! Then      │
 pass it to your fr                                                               │
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 -> file: fediverse/1991
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 sometimes "collusion" can mean the same thing as "having the same or similar
 ideas around the same timeframe"
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 -> file: fediverse/1992
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 For a good person, their "mask" comprises most of their nature.                  │
 bad people tend to hide their majorities with a tiny mask, while good are often  │
 primarily the interface between the world (read: pro-social) and the self.       │
 If there's a tiny part of you that's evil, it implies that your good nature      │
 focused all it's bad into a single kernel of deeply held truth. Which usually    │
 means the good overpowers the bad, except in specific situations where it's      │
 impossible to not be evil - in situations such as that, your evil will present   │
 itself according to the nature of "you", that kernel that your good side has     │
 preserved.                                                                       │
 In World of Warcraft, there's this faction of righteous warriors who call        │
 themselves "The Scarlet Crusade". They are blessed and fiery, passionately       │
 defending their home.                                                            │
 But they are evil, for a demon has crept into their highest ranking of orders,   │
 through claw and by tearing a gash in a leader. In doing so, said demon          │
 corrupted the institution, and - wait hang on what I meant to say before I got   │
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what I meant to say before I got sidetracked is that the Scarlet Crusade survived, even in the epicenter of the villain's triumph, in Stratholme they held their ground and kept on guard. So do they persist to this day, protecting (by righteous fury) their sworn leader and most pious of monks.  Saiden Dathrohan.  He who was corrupted.  Unbeknownst to the defenders, siloed in this tiny enclave.  At the center of the primary stronghold that the enemy controls to this day, there existed a singular nugget of resistance - a

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