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now i cant do anything. i just have to block his number, keep doing survival sex work and pray i dont get hurt anymore.

- The game is broken up into hyped chapters. Until it isn’t.

- Lore bait everywhere in the early game, but it’s never followed up on because it doesn’t matter. All story and world building is dropped by the very end wherein it becomes a fully aesthetic experience

- The early game is just dogshit with puzzles that waste your fucking time. The early-mid game makes an attempt at horror, but it tries too hard (while still being sanitized). The mid-late game is actually scary and swaps the marketable mascots for generic humanoids that are too gory to be sold at Target. The end game stops being horror at all— and it wastes your fucking time (perhaps there’s a segment that actually tries too hard to be artsy?)

a custom DNS resolver that blocks access to Fox News and other right-wing propaganda outlets

a keylogger to capture the admin password for your router so you can disable parental controls

a VPN or a virtual machine running the Tor browser to bypass access restrictions and age verification checks

your own "parental controls" browser extension, set up to send you notifications if your parents visit websites that indicate they might be spying on you (e.g. Life360)

a userscript that adds a fake virus warning popup to the donation pages of fascist political parties

have fun! make sure to do loads of reading and learn how things work so you can break them safely and effectively!

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‌<sauce style=" type:mayo flavor:cranberry"></sauce>

‌<cheese style="type:swiss"></cheese>

‌<meat style="animal:pig, cut:bacon"></meat>

<deli style="animal:turkey, cut:slice"></deli>

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Legitimately just had one of the worst meals of my entire life. I am still sitting here, trying to come to terms with what I just put inside my body. The orange chicken was drenched in what I can only call a carcinogenic slime. It tasted like how bug spray smells. I felt myself actively eroding the more of it I ate, but shit, it was $16 bucks. I kept going in spite of myself. I should've known better. The chlorine they call sauce seeped into every spongey pore of the chicken's squishy exterior. Despite the uncooked batter bathing in liquid cum, the chicken itself was a dry, chewy muskrat texture, one that forced you to choke up even the smallest pieces that you dared to swallow. The honey sesame chicken was an ice-cold cat's tongue, and the associated veg was mildewy and wilted. If you could cook the flavor of rot into something, then that's what they did to this food. I am not even joking, the chow mein tasted like a cigarette. I imagine they dumped an entire fucking bottle of liquid smoke into the noodles just to hurt and hopefully kill me. I can't imagine good people making food like this. Everyone there was a hateful, hateful person. Maybe they weren't even people.