There has been an interruption in the indulgent browsing pleasures experienced by this website's average reader; the constant flow of content that is found to be self-affirming and comforting has stopped. The lights have suddenly turned on after a period devoid of exposure, and it is sharp, shocking to the eyes. Your hands arise to shield the light as it would be a serious endeavor to adjust, letting out groans as the photons leak through the membrane of flesh of your fingers. Cries for help, ranging from emotions of irritation to desperation, could be heard through the floorboard that hides away limbo from the rest of the world. How could one securely sleep with such a bright light?
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