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... place and spun the seat in a circle like an austistic kid. But it didn’t last long when I feel the taste of stomach acid still souring my tongue and riling up in my stomach.
After a minute, or four, actually, the viewer count kinda drop to sub 90 now; Rina’s stream came back from black. The girl’s camera tilted down at the dirt road beneath her boots, then lifted again to show a dull, forested horizon at twilight.
Rina spoke, which both us; the viewers, and her team could hear. < ...
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