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Oyster

"The World Is My Oyster." Who actually says this, and why? Who would really want the world to be their oyster? Who would want their world to be the least-bit oyster-esque?

"Hi! My world is squishy and gray. And it reeks of fish. Eventually, it'll be eaten."

No thanks.

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