I do stuff. So there.
It's square.
It's grey.
It's soft.
When used, it's useful. The job it does is small.
But it does it well.
The rest of the time it doesn't do anything. I'm sure I could live without it.
But I have it. And occasionally I use it.
In fact, I just did.
And now my computer screen is clean.
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The outer shell smiles. Drawing people in. Giving warm hugs and friendly handshakes. Look deep and behold the man within. His true...
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