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my team angrily asking if i vibe coded this ”you fool's” i chuckle quietly, as my sunglasses fall off when i spit directly onto my own shoe. ”didn’t you know. a bad vibe..." i spin on a heel & unevenly walk away. "...is still a vibe” — the spin puts me on my own shoelace & i fall down 148 stairs

they keep referring to my creation as This. i don't know what it is either. it changes every time i look at it, squirming, writhing like a lamb caught in many mouths, the abalone surface of a bubble. it quivers with uneasy kinetic energy like the face of a child on the verge of tears

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