You can saddle up to a lover for all time and never hear "no" for the flick Saturday night. Make a gang of besties with standing dates who are so close to you even a "next time" is so painfully opaquely not a rejection. No new friends.
And mostly you are never a writer, and you are never a performer, and you never have a dream, and you never try to do anything ever again.
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