My brain / guts / bad timing took new year's eve from me. That means war.
People around me know I've a thing for making up new events.
We got lots of Rebirthdays, we actually celebrate the Last Supper, I married myself on 6 / 6 / 6 just because I couldn't waste the date.
From today I'll be celebrating a new re-vent, New Year's Rive.
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In the end they'll create a perfect 5 rows panel of multicolored bodies that by contrast will spell "RIVE, WO XIHUAN TA", then they'll disappear while a bunch of organ traffickers singing "Don't cry for me Argentina" will hold out the "Level completed" notice.
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