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... My criminal companions remained the same, but ordinary people subtly avoided me.
Casual greetings became awkward, they avoided eye contact, and social conversation drastically decreased.
'They really don't appreciate my aesthetic.'
I scratched my head, feeling like a lonely artist. The street was decorated quite stylishly, yet people turned away.
This rejection reminded me of life before the apocalypse, bringing up oddly nostalgic feelings.
'I always got r ...
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