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There is no war in Ba Sing Se. Hakuna Matata—we’re doing just fine. Grit your teeth. Tighten your belt. At least you’re not getting bombed a hundred miles away. ⸻ My salary hasn’t gone up— the café prices have. No avocado toast. No small indulgences. A house? Don’t be absurd. Renting for life. But at least I have a home. ⸻ A billionaire’s son gets married. National news. For what? Another one— drowning in millions— struts past— children in his wake. ⸻ There is no war in Ba Sing Se. Say it again. There is no war in Ba Sing Se. Everything is alright.
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Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 1:43 PM UTC
There Is No War
There is no war in Ba Sing Se. Hakuna Matata—we’re doing just fine. Grit your teeth. Tighten your belt. At least you’re not getting bombed a hundred miles away. ⸻ My salary hasn’t gone up— the café prices have. No avocado toast. No small indulgences. A house? Don’t be absurd. Renting for life. But at least I have a home. ⸻ A billionaire’s son gets married. National news. For what? Another one— drowning in millions— struts past— children in his wake. ⸻ There is no war in Ba Sing Se. Say it again. There is no war in Ba Sing Se. Everything is alright.
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Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 1:43 PM UTC
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