The tumbler has a sort of voyeuristic quality to it; you observe slices of other people’s lives; the parts many would not even share with their closest loved ones; the parts many would consider too mundane to share; the parts that make them laugh; make them cry… and the other parts; the parts that make them… freak…
all while you remain anonymous; without the observed even recognizing that they are being observed… you can tell a stranger that you love them anonymously; or tell them that you hate them; but I believe these are one in the same; there is a sort of sexual gratification achieved through hatred…
There are many things I believe the populace of Tumbler do not recognize as sexual; as freaky; that I wish to… show you…
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