Keyboard Is Losing Light Project (Day at the Office Submission)
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I am working as an agent for the Keyboard Is Losing Light Project; my job is to endlessly, tirelessly, continuously broadcast and promote the Keyboard Is Losing Light Project-KILL for short, or should I not tell you that?-and today is the launch date-well, the launch of the KILL operation, not the launch of the product. Millions of people have already bought the Keyboard. But when these buyers are brought to the Outworld, where the decision is to keep your keyboard's light on or death, what could they do to survive other than fight and KILL for the right to love and live?
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