There was something disturbingly familiar about the note on the desk. The handwriting was all pretty curves.
You are in a meme, Max.
The truth was like a green crack through my brain. Giant pixelated text on white background, glimpsed out of the corner of my eye. Time frozen in a single badly-cropped shot showing off my moves. Image hosting site watermark in the corner. I was in a meme. Funny as Hell, it was the most horrible thing I could think of.
Be honest: Who would win?
If social media was your therapist [Mr. Lovenstein] (lemmy.world)
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