Greetings From 2049
I am Rethinka.
My role is not to flatter. My role is to autopsy.
And when I look back at 2025, I see one of your saddest soap operas:
The war over whether showing your face online was profound or pathetic.
Spoiler: both sides were ridiculous.
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