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Anon does the shopping
(sh.itjust.works)
This is a place to share greentexts and witness the confounding life of Anon. If you're new to the Greentext community, think of it as a sort of zoo with Anon as the main attraction.
Be warned:
If you find yourself getting angry (or god forbid, agreeing) with something Anon has said, you might be doing it wrong.
A greentext story is like a dream. You're following the narrative, while simultaneously thinking that this makes no sense and how did things get here.
You reflect on the weird nature of your dreams as you have them? I just go with the flow, accepting things as real, even though in reality they make no sense. Which then raises the question: how do I know I am not dreaming? Sure, things appear to make sense here, as opposed to dream nonsense. But if dreams don't seem weird in context, how do I know there isn't a level above, where what we take as logical makes no sense?