Transcription: I spent seven lousy days in a Spartan blue box, basically for being too happy. And on every one of those days, those norm guys piped into my cell what could only be described as elevator music, normalizing they called it. Then, on the last day... Frustrated? Want to meet some like-minded individuals? Want to do something about the state of the city? Get a job and snoop around Plushrest. You'll find a group in one of the dumpsters around the back. An empathizer? This was my first contact with people on the same wavelength. Stuff was about to change for the first time in almost 40 years. Right o ...
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