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#@&%*~~,,, A Dystopian Mc donalds Toilet Steals My ,,,~~*%&@#
@#@&%*~~,, Agency. Too Much Agency Already In This ,,~~*%&@#@
#@#@&%*~~, Room. Saturated. I Can Only Do What It ,~~*%&@#@#
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@#@&%*~~,, To Me, Previously Unheard Even By Its ,,~~*%&@#@
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@#@&%*~~,, Themselves Comfortable First... Is This ,,~~*%&@#@
#@&%*~~,,, Only Optimizing A Resting Position For ,,,~~*%&@#
@&%*~~,,,, The Body? Or Is There Another Will ,,,,~~*%&@
#@&%*~~,,, Involved? ,,,~~*%&@#
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#@#@&%*~~, Arranging Their Bodies. ,~~*%&@#@#
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