You walk around in a badass trenchcoat, red lipstick, sunglasses, and listen to angsty Streetlight trumpet solos, and imagine yourself walking away from an explosion, one that you ignited. But really you kind of are just looking at your feet, and are a shining example of poor posture, mumbling, and aversion to eye contact
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