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>Imagine a bridge, the most beautiful bridge you've ever seen
>On the other side is a whole new world, never seen before
>The other side is far away, blurry
>You squint your eyes, trying to see

>Of the few that dared cross it, none came back
>You approach the base of the bridge
>There is a single toll-booth

>A handsome man looks at you
>He is wearing a white and blue pleaded shirt
>His eyes brighten up. He was waiting for you
>He hands you a small blue cube

>You notice the trashcan besides the booth; filled with mcdonalds wrappers
>Uncertain, you take the cube
>"That will be $1000, please" he exclaims
>You pay. "You may now cross the bridge", he says


>You walk towards the bridge.
>“Anon.” He says
>You stop.
>“You only lose if you try to come back”

>You don't know it yet, but you've already made it

>Imagine a bridge, the most beautiful bridge you've ever seen
>On the other side is a whole new world, never seen before
>The other side is far away, blurry
>You squint your eyes, trying to see

>Of the few that dared cross it, none came back
>You approach the base of the bridge
>There is a single toll-booth

>A handsome man looks at you
>He is wearing a white and blue pleaded shirt
>His eyes brighten up. He was waiting for you
>He hands you a small blue cube

>You notice the trashcan besides the booth; filled with mcdonalds wrappers
>Uncertain, you take the cube
>"That will be $1000, please" he exclaims
>You pay. "You may now cross the bridge", he says


>You walk towards the bridge.
>“Anon.” He says
>You stop.
>“You only lose if you try to come back”

>You don't know it yet, but you've already made it

> Imagine a bridge, the most beautiful bridge you've ever seen
> On the other side is a whole new world, never seen before
> The other side is far away, blurry
> You squint your eyes, trying to see

> Of the few that dared cross it, none came back
> You approach the base of the bridge
> There is a single toll-booth

> A handsome man looks at you
> He is wearing a white and blue pleaded shirt
> His eyes brighten up. He was waiting for you
> He hands you a small blue cube

> You notice the trashcan besides the booth; filled with mcdonalds wrappers
> Uncertain, you take the cube
> "That will be $1000, please" he exclaims
> You pay. "You may now cross the bridge", he says


> You walk towards the bridge.
> “Anon.” He says
> You stop.
> “You only lose if you try to come back”

> You don't know it yet, but you've already made it