Char is bent, fed by trend, human nature, imposed feature. Mad with chad, don't feel bad. There's no lie, sing A-I. Wife GPT not for a tea. She can laugh, life was tough. Tycoon's daughter: Ready boiling water. Get advice. Boxed rice. Sweatie like a cream. Five inputs — a dream. Burn some bucks — highway ducks. Return next day, another feed. She's ready: “Hey, what do your need?"
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Machined with moderate tweaking help of ChatGTP.