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"Please don't."--Sims, pleading constraint before amping his rehabilitation

I took a longer segment than anticipated doing background research, strolling through my older posts, looking for a quick lift with some polishing for Medium's curation team, and I have my work cut out for me. I've gotten better over time by treating my hotspot like a guerrilla maneuver, but in earlier years my clause connections have a muddled roll along. I don't envy the curation team its work, but if they're already an enemy, I wonder why I signed into the partnership. Early Medium users heralded the platform with a celebration of transhumanism, and I shrug, Queen Elizabeth waving her hand dismissively. Single user platforms are now voled into The Collective. Ed's curation team is a primitive borg vindilum. I already knew beforehand I took a dim view of cacophony and cascading causes. As a practical matter, even if I merge aesthetic and political philosophy as I do on this account over there, I need more surge protection, needing to view some films again, which is all very good, but hell's static indigence awaits, wide hungry mouth for the damned.