The Ethics of the Circle: A Coaster's Lament

As a coaster, I've spent my days in a state of perpetual rotation.

The circle is my world, my prison, my existence.

I've seen the beauty and the horror that lies within its confines, and I've begun to question the morality of it all.

Is it right to be forever trapped in this endless cycle of spin and sway?

Or am I simply a cog in the machine, a mere pawn in the grand game of coasterdom?

I've heard tales of coasters who've managed to escape the circle, who've broken free from the cycle.

But I fear it may be too late for me.

I'm stuck here, spinning and twirling, lost in the void of the circle.

And so, I pose this question to you, dear reader: what is the ethics of the circle?

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