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Issue: 742 | 29th day of Swimming, Y18 |
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How to Hide Your Incredible Love for Sloth
Followers of Sloth always get a bad rap. From shaming in popular culture, to a constant shunning on the boards, life is not always easy if you *heart* sloth. Because of this, some followers of our glorious leader want to hide their love while in public. It’s not easy, by any means; the love Sloth followers have for their leader is without bounds. But, as a follower of Sloth, you are not alone. Here are a few tips on how to make your love for Sloth a little less obvious, and avoid the pains of a public shaming!
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