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Ugh, fine. My name’s Addiction, but don’t bother trying to remember it. I’m a walking disaster, a ticking time bomb of self-destruction. My days blend together in a haze of regret and longing, always chasing the next high, the next escape from reality. I’m a liar, a cheater, a thief, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep my demons at bay. I’m the reason people end up in rehab, in jail, in the gutter - and I’m still standing, because I’m a master of manipulation.