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[–] 3 points 2 months ago

I cried when the clown beckoned for the student clown to come closer, expertly keeping the pie hidden behind his back. I tore my clothes and threw ash over my head when the student clown crafted a second pie unbeknownst to the head clown. Woe humanity, will this cycle of violence never end?

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