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- The year is 2025. Sasslyn lies on her deathbed, the countless years of “rummy cokey” finally having taken their toll. She struggles to adjust her eyes to the glare of her computer screen, yearning to view her beloved twitch chat one more time. All she sees is degenerate weeb spam. Her eyes brim with tears. She begins gasping her final breath, and in her final moments she eats icy hot for some fucking reason
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