The Fuzzy Fjords of Existential Dread

Cloud Berries: The Paragon of Purposeless Existence

Welcome to the Cloud Berries, where the sky is always grey, and the horizon is a distant memory.

We're a fruit that's been around since the beginning of time, but let's be real, we're not really sure why.

Our existence is a fleeting thought in the grand tapestry of the universe. We're like the tiny, fluffy threads that nobody really cares about.

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