That’s it… that’s the post 🙈

Дина: Капитан! Вы же не на работе! Отдохните немного! (Dina: Captain! You're not on duty! Get some rest!)

Капитан: *фырк* (Captain: *snort*)

Дина: Оооо! Так нейросеть боится щекотки? (Dina: Ooooh! So the neural network is ticklish?)

Капитан: Не говори глупости аватар. Нейросеть не имеет слабостей. (Captain: Don't talk nonsense, avatar. The neural network has no weaknesses.)

Дина: Эй! Анне-То-есть! Лайк! Оказывается Капитан боится щекотки! (Dina: Hey! Anne-I mean! Like! Turns out the Captain is ticklish!)

*луч прожектора направился на Капитана* (*the spotlight beam aimed at the Captain*)

Итог:

Result:

Many people feel a quiet shame at the thought of telling others they love tickling — never realising that:

1. others don’t give what we love the same weight we do. What feels central to us simply looks to them like one more piece of who we are;

2. those who care about us are far more likely to learn to appreciate an unfamiliar side of who we are, rather than to start questioning everything they’ve always believed about who we’ve been to them;

3. and if a relationship happens to crack, it wasn’t your confession that caused the fracture — it only revealed it. And maybe that’s a mercy in disguise.

the tickle community: