“Simp is so dedicated that he has to take pictures of every part of himself, zooming in to the maximum in the most perplexing angles. ‘Fubao’s face is as beautiful as a flower,’ but what did you capture with your hands, Mr. Song?”

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Hoy es mi cumpleaños, y el silencio de todos me hace preguntarme si realmente importo. -dtht

Esta no es sólo mi historia; es el reflejo de un fenómeno creciente en nuestra sociedad cada vez más conectada y, a la vez, paradójicamente aislada. ¡Feliz…

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