People are coming in quicker, now. It's strange.
I almost wonder if there's some sort of pattern to any of this at all.
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They don't trust me.
But they don't trust me for a good reason, so I suppose I can't fault them for it. Though I would never fault them, anyway, because--
But it's okay, because. Nothing's going to happen, and I don't need to worry about it. It's pointless. Pointless and stupid. Nothing's wrong.
I hope.
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