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"Chat" is the whispers that tear through my brain like clawed moles digging tunnels through the sulci. They tell me when things are: A) So back. B) So over. C) Neither. My friends tell me I should go to the hospital about it, but then who would give me the chat temperature check index?
Kult: +39
Kull: +10
Total: 49
Ratio: 3.90
All jokes, of course. The whispers are very real but they say no such things.
Kult: +7
Total: 7
