prizes for winning musical chairs in edamamesighety  let's talk about prizes after surviving being replaced by strawhut villagers and automation by people that consider you nothing more than a "human resource" > just like, train yourself to do something in demand bro, hustle or whatever imagine winning in the rat race and your prizes are as follows: burn or fall to your death, or if you are feeling extra kinky you can set yourself on fire first and then fall to your death. the choice is yours. you are the fire on my apartment floor sixteen stories, i'd rather burn than fall and it isn't fate that took us all by storm it's just the turn of a card don't you get it? they feast on your hopes and dreams. they chew you up and spit you out as bones. slavery never ended, it became scientific.
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