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One night, while you're out at a concert, you remember how hollow existence is in such a vast material universe. Your unique and special angsty feelings overwhelm the entire audience, killing the vibe and angering the performers. Atmosphere - CRUSHED! It appears you've ruined the show. Maybe you should apologize to the performer. Or not. Whatever man. No one understands your feelings. I just downloaded a poker face. A po-po-poker. Ya ya ya ya!