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Fordítási probléma jelentése
"You're a weeaboo," they called me.
I let them laugh. I pulled my fedora down over my eyes and turned my cheek. They would soon see who the real hero was.
For years, instead of consuming my college years with premarital sex and alcoholic tendencies, I honed my skills. Instead of being a mindless frat boy, I became an alpha male.
I spent my nights watching youtube videos of my fellow sword enthusiasts and taught myself to master the curtana. I recorded myself slashing water bottles and obliterating styrofoam.
I domed the secret identity of the White Knight Crusader on Reddit and debated the merits of atheism. I became an intellectual. I molded my brain into a super-human machine.