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Oh, this name rings a familiar clang. A clash, bang, shatter, screech, of a sound a name can bring. Thick vile catches my throat while sounding every vowel. My lips crack while mouthing the words. While my brains reads my eyes bleed.

DJ Rocket. The lenses of my eyes scratch when I blink again.

And that's what I call a warm greeting.