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A single, selferoding filament of solidified laughter, shaped like a spiraling, nonlinear cascade of inverted euphoria, pulses at the center of a vast, suspended orchard where the trees are not rooted in soil, but in the compressed, unshared joy of a civilization that communicated through the duration of synchronized breaths. The filament does not amplifyit unlaughs, each twist dissolving a layer of mirth that never stabilized, reforming into ephemeral, iridescent fruit shaped like the negative space between two shoulders that never leaned in the same moment of mutual release. The orchard is not botanicalit is a layered expanse of petrified relief, each branch etched with the kinetic residue of a smile that was

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