What a strange, demented feeling it gives me when I realize I have spent whole days before this inkstone, with nothing better to do, jotting down at random whaever nonsensical thoughts have entered my head.
it's a pretense: neither what kenko wrote, nor what you write, is nonsense, or in any way unimportant.
I agree, and I hope you don't think I was merely fishing for compliments. Rather, I was, in my own way, attempting to respond a bit to your own post on games.
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