How will they know you are a good man?
They won’t. That’s the point.
How will they know you were here?
Who cares? Nobody profits from that useless fact.
Why are you here then?
Fate. This burden had to be carried somewhere.
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Thursday, 28 May 2026
Useless Testimony #1
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