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Jake thought he was running a game.
He didn’t know they were rewriting the rules.
He thought he was a player.
They were the league, the lights, and the final whistle.
What he called applause was just his own echo coming back empty.
He played them all —
never realizing they were cross‑referencing every lie and syncing receipts.
A legend in his own mind.
A gaslight specialist.
A delusion curator.
A love bomber.
He lived in cycles — same lies, new faces —
and he called it charm.
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