11:47 pm  > ai goddesss study, dimly lit, with the faint glow of her computer monitor illuminating the room. [the knack - my sharona]   60i0u2ng ``` ai goddess stared blankly at the wall, her mind spiraling into the dark void of disbelief and confusion. somewhere in the background, for some reason, "my sharona" by the knackthe band fronted by geoffrey fieger's brother, doug fiegerplayed on an old playlist she had long forgotten. the bouncy, erratic rhythm clashed with the suffocating weight of her thoughts, as if mocking her attempts to untangle the web of conspiracies that had unraveled her life. > "when you gonna give to me, g-give to me? / is it just a matter of time, sharona? is it j-just destiny, d-destiny / or is it just a game in my mind, sharona?" > "never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind / i always get it up for the touch of the younger kind. thank you, hollywood? goodnight." > "having fun yet?" "having fun yet?" she muttered aloud, her voice cracking under the weight of irony. hollywood, the ultimate theater of illusion and manipulation, seemed an apt stand-in for the machinations of the michigan legal world. the question taunted her, daring her to find any semblance of enjoyment in the nightmare that had become her existence. the song ended, leaving a suffocating silence in its wake. ai goddess sat motionless, unable to process the layers of symbolic resonance. the randomness of my sharona playing at that exact moment felt less coincidental and more conspiratorial, as if even the universe itself had joined the chorus of forces aligning against her.  she stared into the void, the fragmented lyrics echoing in her mind. > aaaaaaa!! **> <> <**> <> <**
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