Glued to the dopamine slot-machine

Flicking through the myriad monetized myths cascading down the dopamine slot-machine, the digitally-addicted modern-slave sighed, as the sands in the slave’s hourglass slipped away. Certain of finally finding an enduring alternative to living: the slave bartered charred remains of attenion for soothing buzzes and enlivening blinks. Then the slave died.

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