There was something disturbingly familiar about the letter before me. The handwriting was all pretty curves.

"You are an uncompressed Telegram photo attachment, Max."

The truth was a burning crack through my brain. A so called channel occasionally sharing and publishing stories, thoughts and other 20s boy crap for 23 people on other platforms from across the world, the photo waiting to be downloaded via internet.

I was in a Telegram channel. Funny as hell, it was the most horrible thing I could think of.

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