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As you are struggling with the gull, its cohort takes flight and starts swarming you. You try to bat them away, but one of them gets past your defenses and lunges for your eye. You go blind in one half of your vision as you open your mouth to scream, letting another of the gulls grab hold of your tongue.
You are torn apart over the course of agonizing minutes; a garbage end to a garbage life.
You Are One
With the Garbage
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