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Cronik's Public Bio |
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Life can be treacherous, mortal. You may not foresee the next. The physical realm is an illusion. A tempestuous domain occupied by impulsive reprobates. Oh, the impetuosity of youth. Traverse lightly upon the path, if you dare step at all. I stand as the self-proclaimed president of these derelict remains. Step not unto the unknown...for this land is dirty, my friend- I hope you brought sanitation.
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