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I dreamed of a civilization. A civilization where everyone spent their days pushing buttons. Pushing buttons up. Pushing buttons down. The high and the low, the rich and the poor, the popular and the forgotten... everyone spent their days pushing buttons, up and down.
How relieved I was to wake up in my own bed back in reality, where after a warm bowl of mush I mounted Monty, my trusted Kirin steed, with a mane like fire, whiskers like lightning, and fangs like, well, really big fangs. We sprung into the air and sped over the valley floor, scanning the forest for both friends and foes in need.
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