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It's when one looks and only care about who he is and his possetions, at the cost of many others. In greek mytholodgy, there is a tale of when a man looks at a pond and looks at his reflection. He then because enaumored with himself. How handsome I am, how strong and charming I am!



That is until a point...........



It is





When he





shrivels up and dies



This is what went through my head in my trip in MeepCity.....



Worse than gulag could ever be....