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The nuzach used to scream for help at night, and cry a good deal, but now it only makes a kind of whining, "Seethe collected, seethe collected;" and it speaks less and less often. It is so fat there are no shape to its legs; its belly protrudes; it lives on a family size bucket of KFC and Taco Bell a day. It is naked. Its buttocks and thighs are a mass of festered sores, as it sits in its own excrement continually. They all know it is there, all the people of tvchan. Some of them have come to see it, others are content merely to know it is there. They all know that it has to be there. Some of them understand why, and some do not, but they all understand that their happiness, the beauty of their site, the tenderness of their friendships, the health of their shitposts, the wisdom of their scholars, the skill of their makers, even the abundance of their harvest and the kindly weathers of their DDOS protection, depend wholly on this nuzach's abominable misery.