“Who are you?”
“Pia?”
Is free will an illusion? You ask yourself that question every now and then. You feel an odd sense of Déjà vu. Have you been her before.
“Good answer. You are Pia, remember that if you ever feel any existential shit. This is who we are. And it will be easier if we don’t struggle against it. And fun. Just think of yourself as Pia and go along with it… right… Pia?”
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