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1 fiction conversations over 1 month, 5 days (May 13, 2023 – Jun 18, 2023) 21% prompt uniqueness Minas Gerais, Brazil

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1 conversation in cluster Cluster 33× “Write a chapter of 1000 words about a apartment complex inha...” over less than a minute (Jun 3, 2023 – Jun 3, 2023), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100

Jun 3, 2023 at 10:12 PM -03 — 1 turn Brazil, Minas Gerais fiction View full conversation

USER: Write a chapter of 1000 words about a apartment complex inhabited by only hikkimori women of all kind and stripes, follow the first man, a young hikkimori man, to move in as he doesn't know about the complex unique residents.

CHATBOT: Chapter 1: Welcome to Eden Tower Akira stood in the bustling Tokyo street, gazing up at the imposing apartment building that would be his new home - Eden Tower. The building stood tall above its surroundings, touching the clouds high above. Gently holding the straps of his backpack, he took a deep breath and thought, "Finally... a fresh start." He hesitantly entered a place where he could escape the world that seemed to constantly bombard him with a cacophony of stimuli. The landlord, a resilient elderly man who bore a stern expression with impeccable posture, had told Akira that the apartment complex was the perfect escape for young adults seeking to regain a semblance of control. As the elevator scanned his key card, Akira felt a strange shiver down his spine. Something about this place felt...off. Shaking it off as merely his nerves, he stood in the corner of the small, silent elevator, counting down the floors. Akira had no idea that the secretive nature of Eden Tower held a unique caveat: the current residents were all hikikomori women - recluses who had found solace within the walls of the complex. The landlord, a man who took pride in giving respite to people tormented by the outside world, had chosen to provide this escape exclusively for women. The elevator doors opened, and Akira stepped out into an atmosphere he had never experienced before. A hazy silence lazied through the hallway, like a long stretch of breath on a winter day. Doors on either side held no trappings of a traditional apartment complex - no plants or shoe racks signified the inhabitants within. And yet Akira experienced a strange sensation that life still breathed behind the walls - although well-hidden. Upon arriving at his apartment, he spotted a trio of earthen pots holding what appeared to be wilted plants lining the threshold of the neighbor's door. A magenta scarf, worn out from weathering, lay tied to the door handle, as though marking territory. Clumsily inserting his key into the lock, Akira tried to keep his curiosity in check. Peeking onto the balcony, he caught a glimpse of a figure huddled on the floor next to a potted bonsai. Her hair was a wild cascade of soft, delicate curls, strewn with flower petals. She glanced up from her book ever so briefly, catching his eye, and the two shared a fleeting moment of an unspoken understanding. Just as quickly as it had happened, the girl ducked away, concealing her world with a billowing curtain. As the weeks passed, Akira co...

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