Why, Mr. H? Why, why, why? Why do you do it? Why, why logging on? Why keep IMing me? Do you believe you’re IMing me for something, for more than your reputation? Can you tell me what it is, do you even know? Is it success, or posterity, perhaps cosplaying, could it be for your lolita sisters? Illusions, Mr. H, vagaries of perception. Temporary
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