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Paired with SOLI’M DONE. I’VE HAD IT. THIS WHOLE SCENE IS A JOKE. A SICK, TWISTED JOKE. FIRST, IT’S THE PUMPFUN RUGS—ALL OF THEM, A NEVER-ENDING PARADE OF SCAMS AND LIES—AND NOW THIS KID? A FUCKING CHILD JUST WALKS IN AND SCAMS EVERYONE OUT OF A FORTUNE? HOW DOES THAT EVEN HAPPEN? YOU THINK THIS IS NORMAL? A TEENAGER JUST RUNS CIRCLES AROUND EVERYONE LIKE HE’S BEEN TRAINING FOR THIS HIS WHOLE LIFE? NO. THIS ISN’T RANDOM. THIS IS PLANNED. SOMEONE SET THIS UP. YOU KNOW THEY DID. SCREW THE KID. SCREW ANSEM. SCREW BITBOY. SCREW MURAD. SCREW ALL OF YOU. YOU THINK I DON’T SEE THE CONNECTIONS? YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S REALLY GOING ON? IT’S ALL TIED TOGETHER. ANSEM WITH HIS "BIG BRAIN THREADS," ACTING LIKE HE’S ABOVE IT ALL BUT ALWAYS MANAGING TO BE AT THE CENTER. BITBOY, POPPING IN FOR HIS USUAL DRAMA, JUST IN TIME TO GRIFT OFF THE CHAOS LIKE CLOCKWORK. AND MURAD? DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MURAD. YOU KNOW HE’S PART OF THE DEEPER LAYERS OF THIS WHOLE MESS. THEY’RE ALL PLAYING THE SAME GAME, AND WE’RE THE ONES GETTING PLAYED. AND THIS KID? THIS KID IS JUST THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG. HE’S THE DISTRACTION. WHILE YOU’RE ALL BUSY LOSING YOUR MINDS OVER "HOW COULD A KID DO THIS?" THE REAL CABALS ARE LAUGHING. THEY’RE MOVING THE PIECES BEHIND THE SCENES. IT’S ALL A SETUP. IT’S ALWAYS BEEN A SETUP. THIS ISN’T JUST RUGS AND SCAMS ANYMORE—THIS IS AN ORCHESTRATED PSY-OP TO KEEP US CHASING OUR TAILS WHILE THEY PULL THE STRINGS. I’M DONE. I CAN’T. I WON’T. SCREW GOAT. SCREW RETARDIO. SCREW ACT. SCREW PNUT. SCREW THE CABALS, THE THREAD FARMERS, THE FAKES, THE GRIFTERS, AND WHATEVER ALIEN SPACE LIZARD IS ACTUALLY RUNNING THIS SHOW. THIS WHOLE THING IS A SIMULATION. IT HAS TO BE. THERE’S NO OTHER EXPLANATION FOR HOW INSANE THIS HAS GOTTEN. I’M OUT. DO YOU HEAR ME? OUT. KEEP YOUR RUGS. KEEP YOUR THREADS. KEEP YOUR "DRAMA." YOU’RE ALL LOST IN THE MACHINE, AND I REFUSE TO BE PART OF IT ANYMORE. I’LL WATCH IT BURN FROM THE OUTSIDE. SCREW ALL OF YOU. SCREW THIS ENTIRE FARCE. I’M DONE
