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Not bad. You have taken a theme so often reduced to clichés and handled it far better than I expected. In the end, what human beings can ultimately be permeated by and filled with, upon arriving in this real world, is nothing other than the pursuit of love itself — the very core of human life's affective being, a primordial and pure emotional essence. And perhaps this is especially the foundation of existentialists: to exist for the sake of love.

Those who are human,
and all too human.
remain outside the door.
Do not stand in my way —
I seek a small, beautiful thing
in humankind.

I’m drawn to brilliant minds.
I admire Haaland not because he “kicks” the ball well, but because he “plays” the game well.
Others play football thinking, “I want to score.”
Haaland plays football thinking, “I create the conditions for the goal to happen.”

This platform seems a bit unsuitable for me, because what I'm good at is exceeding 450 words.

Why do scammers seem like their prefrontal cortex has been removed? It makes our conversations so boring. I usually have to go out of my way to give you the confidence that you haven't been found out. But when I have plenty of time, I'll play along with you. Still, it's no fun – it's like a hunter pretending to be prey, just dull. I really want to advise you to read more books. You guys really ruin the game for me.

As a text chime from beneath the pillow quantically tunneled through the buckwheat hulls directly into my eardrums, my head dragged my upper body, snapping up in an instant. Right at this moment, the aftershocks of 'the sky has fallen' are rippling through my chest. How can a human, without any master, achieve such a flawless mastery of The Startled Cat?

In China, we have an old saying: 'Among any three people walking together, one can be my teacher.' So my wish here is to make 9 friends — that way I'll have 9 good friends and 3 teachers. Am I being too greedy?