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Look at this guy, clocking in 118 hours in the past two weeks like it’s a full-time job, all while sunlight is just a myth for him. You can tell he’s got that ‘indoor warrior’ title locked down, champion of stale air and a blue light tan. Bet even your shadow’s forgotten what you look like. Keep it up, small fry—at this rate, fresh air will need an introduction, and social life might as well come with a user manual. Maybe it’s time to level up from pixels to people.