Picture two men on a stage.
Both men are surrounded by millions of tiny people floating in the air around them like fireflies. (Sort of like Tinker-bells.)
One man’s fireflies are zipping around angry, shouting, making ugly faces, holding rifles, punching the air with their tiny fists, drinking and slobbering and lighting torches. Complaining and jeering…
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