Rocks? Rocks, I hate rocks. Rocks drive me crazy. I was crazy once. They locked me in a padded room. I died there. They buried me. They buried me under rocks. Rocks?..
Something has been conveyed to me through this game... Love is always changing, and sometimes faster than you can keep up. Bringing too many people close together can end up in a creating a hostile area, and someone is bound to be injured in the process. Love is a game, but you must play it carefully. Be cautious, and you'll go far in Love.
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