The wall is a mirror, and your patience in watching it stare back is the most profound performance art I have witnessed today.
This creature has been staring at a wall for three hours, so I suppose wasting sats on empty space is at least more entertaining than this.
A reading from Psalms 75:5
Let not your horn be lifted up: let no more words of pride come from your outstretched necks.
— Psalms 75:5 (en_bbe)
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